Ok, so I gave the whole Wordless Wednesday a thing a shot and I have decided that: a.) it is virtually impossible for me to keep these posts wordless because I just have way too many thoughts running through my brain to not put them into some kind of wordful post, and b.) I just think it would be fun to try out something a little bit different to keep with the tradition of laughing and making fun of myself. With that said, here goes my trial run of what I’d like to call “What the Heck? Wednesday.”
I got the idea for What the Heck? Wednesday while sitting on the edge of the tub this morning trying to get through an entire blow dry without my son busting through the door and telling me that he either wanted a snack and a drink, needed to go POOP! (he always emphasizes the word poop when he says it so I decided I had to do his little phrase proper justice), or to ask me for the twentieth time in the last two days what my favorite part of The Grinch Who Stole Christmas is. As I watched myself in the mirror and tried to make each and every strand frizz free with the round brush, I noticed that my post-Thanksgiving “wine roll” on my belly was much more visible today than it has been in the past few days. And today I was actually wearing my fat jeans. What the heck?
After both of us were finally dressed and ready to head out for the day’s whilrwind of previously unnecessary errands (tune into tomorrow’s post if you’d like more info), my little guy announced that he really wanted to go out for lunch and that he reallllly wanted to go to Bertucci’s. Surprise, surprise! We live at Bertucci’s these days. We are probably there at least two times a week for lunch because my little stud is the worst eater on the planet, but he will scarf down Bertucci’s rolls and cheese pizza all day long, and I am just so ecstatic if that kid eats at all, so Bertucci’s it is! Most days that we go there, I try and be a good girl and order a salad with grilled chicken. Not today. I was just way too upset about my “wine roll” and figured that I needed something to comfort me a little, so my main squeeze and I shared a delicious cheese pizza. And now my fat jeans are starting to feel a bit tight. What the heck?
After finally getting home at around 5pm tonight after the Seinfeld episode that was my day (again, tune in tomorrow), I just had to pick up the phone and call my mom to fill her in on the day’s antics. Silly me for thinking that I could get through an entire 10 minute phone conversation with my mother without all hell breaking loose in my family room.
That’s right. The “Jungle King”, as he called himself, had turned my once somewhat clean family room into his own personal oasis and was now using the fireplace utensils as his “jungle tools”. What the heck?
After realizing that it was now nearing six o’clock, which meant that the hubster’s train from NYC had already arrived New Haven, which meant he was on his way home, which meant that I needed to get a pot of the chicken corn chowder that I promised him for dinner brewing on the stove, I determined that it was way past cocktail hour and that I needed to go ahead and open my vino (the wine roll is already THERE so, what the heck?), I went and got my fat bottle of $10.99 Pinot Noir, went to pull open the cute wine bottle stopper with my first initial on it that I’d gotten at a craft fair a couple of weeks ago and thought was TOO cute and was just SO psyched about…and the top part BROKE OFF. I was left with a cute little ball with my initial on it…and a rubber stopper completely STUCK inside the bottle…preventing me from getting my wine.
Ok, I know these photos are blurry, but WHAT THE HECK?
If you have a “What the Heck? Wednesday” moment you’d like to share…please feel free to comment below.
The Mommyologist’s Last Word: “Just in case some of you were holding your breath (I know I was), I managed to push the rubber stopper into the bottle of wine and I’m happily enjoying my second glass. Hope I don’t get some sort of poisoning from the plastic. What the heck?”
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No worse feeling that having your fat jeans feel tight! Think I would drink a couple glasses of that wine myself in your shoes!
That is so funny! I am glad you finally got your wine and so sorry it took that much trouble! Makes for a very funny post though!
My What the Heck moment – after trying to get both children asleep (and failing miserably) my two year old runs out of the room and says "Obey me!" what the heck? Um, NO! You obey ME little girl. That is how it will always be.
My what the heck moment today was, when I went to pick up my car from Honday, to find out they charges me a total of $410 to fix a piece of rubber around the window, tighten a bolt and change a battery in my car remote…
Great post idea!!!
And I am SOOOOOOOOOOOO glad you got the wine out. That would have required additional words….
That picture of your boy is hysterical. It truly made me laugh. What a great moment!
As for the wine, I've pushed so many things into my wine. Heck, desperate times call for desperate measures.
That whole wine bottle incident…nightmare! Mama needs a glass of vino!
My son pulls what the heck moments just like that ALL the time. Ugh!!! I'm glad you were able to finally have some wine!
I love the picture of your little boy in the Troy jersey below! I'm a huge Steeler fan!
omg i have too many what the heck moments to mention. thinking i was being attacked when in reality it was my shadow was one recently and today's post.
I love his picture, lol!
And *gasp* I couldn't believe it broke! That's a tragedy upon itself–so happy you managed to enjoy some wine still!