Weekly Wrap-Up: The Melty Edition

brilliant shitI stole this from a friend.  It was totally worth it!

Well August it was nice knowing you.  No offense, but I hope you and your extreme heat hit the road and don’t come back (til next year!)  I guess I can’t be too upset, I’ve been in the air conditioning this last week,  trying get organized in way more ways than one.

Believe it or not I even did stuff this week!  YEAH!  Don’t get too excited, I’m still coasting on things I wrote before I hit this dry spell…

Monday If Real Life Was Like Star Trek  I guested for my bestie Terrye at The Adventures of a Misplaced Alaskan. She has been going through dental hell lately and I was more than happy to entertain people for a day for her.  Please come over and read, and then check out her blog as well.

Tuesday TMT:  We’re Not Even Vampires  Apparently my usage of a song from Forgetting Sarah Marshall was the bomb.  You have to listen to this mixtape for this, and the Puddle of Mudd song.  Remember them?

Wednesday  Someone’s In The Bathroom With Mommy  My famous review of I Just Want to Pee Alone is regurgitated over on The Epistolarians.  Oh pish, you act like that’s a bad thing!

Friday #&^;!*#@( My Dog Eats And Refrigerated Cats  Just when I thought I had it all together…

melting catBest and Most Disturbing Search Terms

how to surprise batman  How DO you surprise Batman?  Jump out from behind the batcave and yell BOO??!!

moose poop soap Soap made of moose poop?  Or soap used to clean up moose poop?  I bet Terrye Toombs might know the answer to this one.  Terrye?????

oh and then one more ha, just slightly sadder sounding  Huh?

what was the machine in the 80s that had current songs that you could make a cassette tape Ummmmm…. a RADIO?

A very long comment about the removal of skin tags was my very favorite spam this week.  Because knowing is half the battle.

(Thank you weird people for finding my blog!  I was beginning to lose hope…)

I want this welcome mat, even though it has nothing to do with this post!

I want this welcome mat, even though it has nothing to do with this post!

Next week (Promises, promises)

Monday  Labor Day-THANK GOODNESS I won’t be in labor… I’ll be laboring away for Jen at Something Clever 2.0, however!  Jen did one of the BEST guest posts for me earlier this year, Google Has The Questions Jen Has The Answers.  I hope that my post for her is half as good as hers was for me!

Tuesday-But wait… as if it couldn’t get any better this week… I’m on “The Tornado Lady’s” blog.  Instead of baking I’m microwaving on Baking in a Tornado.  Karen is one of my original blogging buddies, I’m very excited to be guesting for her!

Wednesday  Why football season sometimes makes me want to stick my head in a vise.  I’ll feel better, when it’s over.

Thursday The theme is Facebook… we’ll see if I rise to the occasion.  I’ve been a horrible Theme Thursday participant lately, I really need to find my muse!

Friday  It’s the Secret Subject Swap!  It’s exciting!  I bet you can’t wait!  I don’t know why I’m yelling!

I hope you all enjoy your fabulous extended weekend.  Stay safe and all that jazz.  I’ll see you in September!  🙂


#&^;!*#@( My Dog Eats And Refrigerated Cats


My kids on the first day of school in “the secret passageway”.

Hello people of blogland!  I’m still here!  It just happens that the month of August has been a busy one for me.  All at once it seems that my life has been turned all cobblewonky.  I got a job, my husband got thrown on a team at work, and then both kids went to school.

You know just when I thought I had it all together, I put my cat in the fridge and my dog ate a spatula.

Maybe I really don’t have it “all together”.  As a matter of fact, maybe it’s quite the opposite.  By looking at what was on the surface you’d think all the planets were aligning.  After all, I’m earning some income for the first time in over a year, income that half is not going towards childcare.  It’s part-time, which means theoretically I should be able to write as well.

Yet there I sat this afternoon. I was sitting on the floor in a small room surrounded by assorted sizes of pom poms, box upon box of fabric, and 1000 plus pieces of craft wood. I had to go through all of this stuff gathered and donated from years and years past trying to figure out just what I had to work with.  After the foam stickers that did not stick debacle, I wondered how the heck I was ever going to do this?  How was I going to find the time to get through all of this stuff, keep my act together, entertain droves of children each week, take care of my own children, maintain my house, AND blog?  Let’s face it. I haven’t exactly written much of anything worth mentioning lately.  The few little ideas that trickle their way out of my brain go down into print, but I can’t get the words right to convey what I want.

Add to that it’s been 100 degrees for days.  I’m sure my brain has been sizzling right along with the proverbial eggs frying on the sidewalk.  (Side note:  I may have to try that this weekend, The Professor has asked every stinking day about it.  “Mom can you REALLY fry an egg on the sidewalk????  I’d REALLY love to find out!!”).

It may be hot, but not too hot to poke fun at the weather:

I also have been falling asleep sitting up at my computer at the time of night when I should really be writing.  It’s the perfect storm for nonproduction.

So what was that about the animals?  Oh yes…

The dog has been pretty good, and we have had to leave him in the house during the day lest he melt into a puddle of pooch.  Each day I have lectured him before I walked out of the house, giving him the standard “Don’t pee/poop/chew on anything or hold wild doggie parties” speech.  I’ve stopped in once during the middle of the day just to be sure he didn’t eat the cat.  No really, I have actually told my boss that I need to go make sure there was no cat snacking of any kind going on.  So far, so good.

Although the cat was intact, I started finding chewed up pieces of black plastic.  What the heck had he chewed up NOW?  It’s not real smart you know.  If I were to chew anything up while Evil Genius was gone I would at least dispose of the evidence.  Regardless of what  was left, I was really dumbfounded about what he had destroyed.  Obviously nothing too important was missing.

Then I pulled out a spatula to cook dinner with and realized what he had done.  He’d eaten one of my frickin spatulas.  Not just ANY spatula-the cute little Pampered Chef one that I use for brownies.  Noooo!  Not my brownie spatula!

Must be time to go to get a new spatula:

After my minus one spatula food preparation experience, I went to put leftovers away.  I put the containers in the refrigerator, closed the door, and proceeded to grab a bag to put my husband’s lunch for the next day.  There was the kitten, sitting on the bottom shelf of the fridge, looking at me like I had rudely interrupted his fun.

Upon relaying this information to Evil Genius, we both came to the conclusion that we really need to watch that little thing a bit more closely.

Don’t think I don’t have theories about this.  I bet he was probably trying to figure out if the light really DID turn out when the refrigerator closes as well as just trying to stay cool.  And the dog?  He probably needed to internally flip something that he had eaten previously.  Makes sense to me!

I'll eat kitchen utensils and you climb into appliances, deal?

I’ll eat kitchen utensils and you climb into appliances, deal?

Needless to say, I’d like to thank these two for helping me eek out a post that wasn’t a sobby essay about my daughter going to kindergarten.  I’ll spare you all that for at least a few more days.  Hopefully the mojo will return and I will be happily tapping away at my keyboard in no time…

I hope you have a fabulous Labor Day weekend.  I’m not sure if there will be a wrap-up this week or not.  As I stated last week, we’re making the switch to a new internet provider.  If all goes well, I’ll be around as usual this next week.  If not, well, it was nice knowing you!

Follow Me… Just Not Into The Bathroom

The Epistolarians

My review of I Just Want To Pee Alone is up on The Epistolarians today.  Interestingly enough, my copy of You Have Lipstick on Your Teeth And Other Things You’ll Only Hear From Your Friends In The Powder Room arrived at my doorstep yesterday afternoon.  Some of the same wonderful bloggers are featured in both books.  Obviously it’s meant to be!  If you didn’t catch it the first time, please click on the link to read some funny and to view a picture that I really should have thought twice before using it… Click on the link below to view!

Someone’s In The Bathroom With Mommy

TMT: We’re Not Even Vampires

Jen Kehl

As usual, I have started making a mix and realized that I really had no clue what the “inner meaning” of this week’s special theme was.  All my addled brain got out of it was “I suck, you suck”. Yeah,  and we’re not even vampires. 

Soooooo this post is supposed to be all about how much people suck?  I wasn’t feeling it.  As usual I’m kind of going to stay “around” the subject here.

You suck songs? 

You Suck from Forgetting Sarah Marshall

Here’s a song that I think pretty much sums it up.  There’s a bad word or two in this one.  Hey, we’ve all been there…

How about apology songs?  Like this one, the best apology song EV-ERRR:

Hard to Say I’m Sorry-Chicago

So Jen went to see Chicago this week.  I hate her for it.  And now I’m sorry for saying that. I feel a little better knowing that she didn’t get to see the “good” Chicago with Peter Cetera.

We could go with an “Oh crap I messed up and now she’s gone and I can’t find her and I feel really really bad about the fact that I treated her like crap and I can’t stop crying song… ok…

She Wouldn’t Be Gone-Blake Shelton

Beatin on the dash, screamin out her name on the windshield, tears soaking up my face, if I’d loved her this much all alooooooong… Sing it, Blake.

There’s your classic “Well it’s over and I feel bad but oh well song…”

Every Rose Has Its Thorn-Poison

I mean come on, it got Bill and Ted into Heaven…

Or here’s a song where people just plain hate each other…

She Hates Me-Puddle of Mudd

This song has been in my head for a WEEK now.  Curse you, Twisted Mixtape Tuesday!!!!!

Does this mixtape make any sense to you?  It totally did to me.  But then again, you’ve seen the other stuff I’ve written… This has been the Nonsense Version of TMT.  Now back to you Jen…

you-suckBy clicking on the cassette tapes at the top, you will magically be transported to another world.  Please listen responsibly, because I’ve got enough on my plate already without having to come bail you out!

I’m Not Misplaced, I’m Just Distracted

SweetaprilsOne of my blogging BFFs happens to be Terrye from The Adventures of a Misplaced Alaskan.  I met her through an a Facebook group for bloggers. She is a fellow redhead as well as appreciator of funniness, Sci-fi, and good looking superheroes. She also can match me quote for quote from the movie Willow, which is especially amazing, because I think that ten people in the world saw that movie and eight of them are related to me.  Thanks to Terrye and Marcia from Menopausal Mother, I lose a lot of sleep because I stay up until all hours talking to both of them on Facebook!
Today I’m guest posting on her blog as she has been too busy to write.  She’s been spending time in combat, fighting off Romulans and Sith Lords who are trying to take over her new mattress (I hear it’s a REALLY comfortable mattress, worthy of an intergalactic war).  I took it upon myself to write about how life would be so much cooler if it were more like Star Trek.  I hope you’ll get your geek on and pay a visit!  Make sure you check out some of Terrye’s stuff while you’re there, and ask her how her mattress is…
And it keeps getting funnier every time I see it!

And it keeps getting funnier every time I see it!

Weekly Wrap-Up: The Forgetful Edition

My favorite meme this week.

My favorite meme this week.  BA HA HA!

It was evening.  The kids were in bed.  I was sorting through containers of craft supplies for work when it dawned on me that I FORGOT MY WEEKLY WRAP-UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 


Ok, all better now.

It wasn’t like I totally forgot-I’d been working on it earlier in the weekend, but I must have gotten distracted by something shiny.  So here’s the superduper quick wrap-up of stuff I did this week:

Tuesday  All I Wanna Do Is Throw Up When I Hear This Song One night stands/no strings attached was the theme.  I concluded that were no good songs made about this subject.  So I shared some other stuff, because I can.

Wednesday Finding My Place at Finding Ninee  Can’t you hear the Michael W Smith song playing?  No?  It’s in my head, I’ll think louder.

Thursday Battle of the Sleep Patterns  Night owls vs Early Birds.

Friday  August 2013 Fly on the Wall: The Free Fat Edition  More cuteness, less fat.

The Best Blogs You’re Not Reading (Or Maybe You Are?)
(I continue to pimp some of the ladies I run around with in bloggy land…)

Mommy For Real

Nothing By The Book

School of Smock

Best and Most Disturbing Search Terms

With the exception of those crazy Chad Knaus fans, I have no fun terms again this week.  Must be too hot!  I’m sad…

Next Week

Monday-Ba ba ba daaaaah…. I’m over at The Adventures of a Misplaced Alaskan.  There are no shirtless superheroes.  There isn’t even an RDJ reference THIS TIME.  Maybe I’ll do one the next time I guest post, provided she ever wants me back.

Tuesday-Twisted Mixtape Tuesday-I Suck, You Suck, and We Aren’t Even Vampires.  Huh? You’ll just have to read it to believe it.

Wednesday-Believe it or not, the Epistolarians have let me stay despite the fact that I’ve been less than prolific lately… My review of I Just Want To Pee Alone will be horrifying people everywhere…

Thursday-Theme Thursday’s theme is parenting wins.  Do I have any?  We’ll see if I am moved to write about it…

Friday-Well… we have found a local service that will provide internet AND cable for the same price that we were paying for internet and a land line that we never used.  If for some reason you never see me on here again, you’ll know that everything failed to work.  Keep your fingers crossed for me!

That is all.  It’s going to be scorching hot this week!  Stay cool!

Nooooo!  Not the ice cream truck!!!

Nooooo! Not the ice cream truck!!!

August 2013 Fly on the Wall: The Free Fat Edition

flyGood morning blogging land! It’s time for a buzzing good time!  Today fifteen bloggers are inviting you into their homes to catch a glimpse of what you’d see and hear if you were a fly on the wall of their house.  Come on in and buzzzzzzzzzzzz around my house!

Time to get ready and share some funny… let me get stretched out and loosened up…I’ve got to admit I’ve missed a lot of opportunities this past month.  I know there have been many more moments than this, I’ve just been extremely busy!  This one is short for a post written by me.  Maybe that’s a good thing?

Both of my children participated in t-ball this summer.  This meant many bathroom trips, and the facilities at this particular location are way up at the top of a hill.  The second or third trip of the evening brought extra entertainment to anyone who happened to walk by when my daughter happened to be in there.  She was singing at the top of her lungs:  “Dancing on the pole, dancing on the pole, I’m dancing on the pole…”

For those of you who are thinking that we encourage the wrong kind of thing, I’ll inform you that there is a bar on the wall to help people get off the potty in this particular bathroom.  Apparently she thinks this is a pole that you dance on.  Sorry to disappoint anyone…

Just in case you were thinking that YOUR kids were weird, think again.  My kids wanted their picture taken with the "cute little fridge" at Wal-Mart.  The Professor brought socks.

Just in case you were thinking that YOUR kids were weird, think again. My kids wanted their picture taken with the “cute little fridge” at Wal-Mart. The Professor brought socks.

One Saturday morning my son came out of the shower and said this to me:
“Mom, I’ll take an English muffin.  I want colby jack cheese on it.  Toasted.”
Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t realize that I was living at Subway…

My phone has been giving me a lot of trouble again.  I’m trying to avoid throwing it against a wall.  It gets too hot, locks up, or like yesterday it chooses to call random people like our utility company.  Last weekend I was on my way to pick up Evil Genius.  My phone chose this time to completely lock up on me, no matter how many times I removed the battery, blew on the inside of it, or cussed at it.

It eventually decided to power on, only it wasn’t quite working right.  I have recently discovered the Talk to Text feature, and was trying to send my husband the message that I would be pulling up to his location very soon.  It didn’t seem to understand anything I told it.  As a matter of fact, the results it was returning were no less than hilarious.

Me being me, I had to put the phone to the test.  I started shouting random words and phrases at it.  Some it half understood and some it didn’t get at all.  I totally lost it when I yelled “Stingalingadingdangdong” at it, and after it thought a long time about it, the phrase registered as “Hang a dong”.

Mommy, I'm an "M"!

Mommy, I’m an “M”!

Only in my house will you hear this:  “Good night dear.  I’m going upstairs to study quantum physics.”

The Princess couldn’t wait to show me what she had found at the checkout lane at Target.  She pointed to a box of fruit snacks.  She exclaimed excitedly “Look Mommy, free fat!!!!!!

The Professor managed to break his glasses AGAIN, this time by swinging them around by the earpiece while running them to the car so he wouldn’t break them (Yes I’m well aware of the irony here too…)  We went to the glasses place after a few days of being without.  The nice ladies once again put the poor things together for him.  The Professor put them on his face, beamed and yelled: “Look everyone, I’m ME again!”

I asked The Princess what she likes best about kindergarten.  “Mrs Johnson has LOTS of Polly Pockets and a Huge Littlest Pet Shop town.”  Yup, we know the way to her heart!

The Professor has been eating Frosted Mini Wheats for breakfast.  Of course we buy the generic Malt O Meal ones since it’s pretty much the same thing.  For those of you that don’t have to buy that stuff, Malt O Meal cereals come in a big bag instead of a box for the most part.  For some reason, Wal-Mart had it in boxes for $1 so of course I bought it.
He most enjoyed this when I brought it out for breakfast the following morning:
“It’s a bag of cereal wearing a box disguise!”

I can't help but laugh every time I see this picture.  It's just too funny!  This is from our state fair.

I can’t help but laugh every time I see this picture. It’s just too funny!

I know I’ve been scarce these days, but rest assured that if nothing else, this new position I have taken over will bring plenty of fodder for Fly on the Wall.  At the preschool storytime yesterday I announced that it was snacktime.  A little boy exclaimed “Oh thank goodness, I’m HUNGRY!  Do you have french fries?”

Don’t you forget about all the other houses you can buzz on over to!  Go check out what flies on the wall might have to hear at these abodes:

http://BakingInATornado.com                                     Baking In A Tornado


http://www.justalittlenutty.com/                                Just a Little Nutty


http://followmehome.shellybean.com                          Follow me home . . .


http://stacysewsandschools.wordpress.com/             Stacy Sews and Schools


http://thesadderbutwisergirl.com                              The Sadder But Wiser Girl


http://menopausalmother.blogspot.com/                   Menopausal Mother


http://mooreorganizedmayhem.blogspot.com/           Moore Organized Mayhem


http://hypnoticbard.blogspot.com/                           The Insomniac’s Dream       


http://themomisodes.com/                                      The Momisodes


http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/                      Spatulas on Parade


http://dates2diapers2.blogspot.com                          Dates 2 Diapers


http://sorrykidblog.com/          Sorry kid, Your Mom Doesn’t Play Well With Others


http://www.therowdybaker.com                                The Rowdy Baker 


http://www.trashyblog.com                                       Trashy Blog

http://www.barbara1923.com/                                    Barbara & 1923

Battle of the Sleep Patterns

Theme ThursdayBe cool.  Be a part of the Theme Thursday experience.  It happens on, well, Thursdays.  How do you do it?  It’s pretty simple-write a post according to the topic listed.  Then on Thursday link it up at Something Clever 2.0.  While you’re there grab the theme for next week and start writing.  See how easy that is?

Something Clever 2.0, The Next Step, The Insomniac’s Dream, and Mom With Her Running Shoes On. – See more at: http://www.somethingclever2point0.com/p/theme-thursday.html#sthash.aZdaOWYW.dpuf
Something Clever 2.0, The Next Step, The Insomniac’s Dream, and Mom With Her Running Shoes On. – See more at: http://www.somethingclever2point0.com/p/theme-thursday.html#sthash.aZdaOWYW.dpWhile you’re linking up, grab the topic for the next week and start writing… see how that all works?  Easy peasy.

This week’s theme was early birds vs night owls.

Bloggy stuff-002I’m a night owl.  I suffer from a form of insomnia called “I drink too much caffeine during the day and worry too much at night”.  Therefore I tend to stay up until at least midnight most nights.  I also don’t stay asleep as long as I should.  Once the sun is up, it’s a crap shoot as to how long I’ll actually get to sleep.  Sometimes I just can’t sleep any longer and sometimes it’s due to external factors, like a large dog or my daughter.

The Princess is a morning person.  She’s not just someone who gets up early in the morning, she is someone who gets up early and is HAPPY about it.  I understand she gets this from my father (there’s a story about him getting up at the crack of dawn and singing the cheerios song to my mother-somehow she let him live).  Yup, it must skip a generation.  She literally bounces out of bed in the morning regardless of what time she went to bed the night before.  Is this annoying?  Yes.

early-bird1On the opposite side, Evil Genius takes the prize for morning grouchiness.  You don’t want to speak with him in the morning if it is before 10 am, lest you lose a body part.  I have made the mistake many times of trying to communicate with him before 8 am.  It’s not like I’m trying to make interesting conversation with him either.

Me:  “Have you seen my phone?”
Evil Genius: “RAAAAAAAAAHR!”  (It’s funnier if you picture him as an angry Klingon.)

Since I couldn’t find an angry klingon video, this will have to do:

This grumpiness is advantageous on the weekends.  It usually means I get to sleep in a little later because his side of the bed is closest to the door.  She will peek in the bedroom, see his sleeping form and retreat back to her bedroom.  This only buys me some extra sleep, but I’ll take it. That is, when my body will LET me sleep in.

The Professor uses so much brainpower each day that he requires large amounts of sleep.  As a matter of fact, he is one that I would classify neither as a night owl or an early bird.  He just sleeps a lot.  He is simply disagreeable most mornings, regardless of what time it is.  I can’t win.  Heaven forbid I let him sleep in, but heaven forbid if I wake him up.  Case in point-the weekend.

Saturday:  He is still asleep, but The Princess has me out of bed at 7 am after an hour of asking me to get up.  I check in on him periodically, he is still asleep.  9 am he yells at me from the bedroom.  I go in to see what he wants.
The Professor:  “Why didn’t you get me up?  I’ve been in here waiting and waiting for you  to come get me up!”  (He was asleep five minutes before that.)

The next day:  The Princess has me out of bed at 7:05 am this time (thanks for the extra five minutes sweetie).  At 8 am I go in to wake The Professor up, because after all he yelled at me the morning before…
The Professor:  “Why are you waking me up?  I want to sleep in!!!!!!”

This is when I go back in and go back to sleep on the couch because I was up until 2 am that morning…

What are you?  Are you a night owl?  An early bird?  Neither?  Leave me a comment and let me know!

not a morning personThis post was brought to you by whatever keeps me up until 2 am despite taking Ambien.  Be sure to click on the Theme Thursday button at the top of the post to see what other kinds of people lurk in other houses.

Finding My Place At Finding Ninee

our land bannerThis land is your land, this land is my land, from California, to the New York Island… oh come on, you do it too whenever you see me lauding my praises about the latest post on Finding Ninee’s “Our Land” series.  Right?

What is this thing of which I speak?  Our Land is “a place where empathy and wonder rule”. It all started with a post that Kristi wrote about how her son perceives the world.  I enjoy reading these posts each and every week, and am so excited to be able to contribute.  Today’s post is one I wrote about being the parent of a child who neither fits in with the mainstream crowd nor the special needs community because of the nature of his disability.  I tell you about this with a warning-this is not a funny post, but it is one that I really needed to write sooner or later.  Being an online writer and blogger has not only connected me to many funny people, but also to parents who otherwise might not have a place to connect.

But you know what else is really cool about coming to play at Kristi’s place??????  This:

my land kittyYeah, Kristi is the cat’s meow, she drew me a kitty singing the song!  Oh yeahhhhh!

So what are you waiting for?  Please join me in what I promise will be my last less than funny post for quite some time!  Click the kitteh above to find my post!  Please check out posts by other bloggers who have also contributed.  There is a pretty wide range of topics there to choose from.  You will not be disappointed.

TMT: All I Wanna Do Is Throw Up When I Hear This Song

Jen Kehl

Twisted Mixtape Tuesday is a collection of musical genius hosted by Jen Kehl of My Skewed View and Kristi Campbell of Finding Ninee every Tuesday.  Really!  I’m not even kissing up by saying that…  As busy as I’ve been, somehow I found time to be part of the cool group for one more week!  

This week’s theme was no strings attached.  Hmmmm… I’m sure that she didn’t mean Pinocchio.  She certainly did not mean that horrible movie with Ashton Kutcher in it. Perhaps friends with benefits?  Oh that’s a movie too, isn’t it?

friends with benefitsOr maybe she was talking about one night stands… since I lost the original list I have no fricking idea.  Let’s face it, I don’t have a no strings attached kind of personality.  I’ve never been one to excel in the friends with benefits category.  Not to mention I’m not a one night stand kind of gal.  I must interject here that some of THE MOST HORRIBLE music in the world has been written about the subject.  When I think of one night stands, I think of “All I Wanna Do Is Make Love To You” by Heart.  I hate this song.  I don’t know why.  I just despise it.  I dislike it so much that I won’t even share it on here. Like that Sugar Ray song with the halo hanging from the corner of his girlfriend’s four post bed… Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!  Or that stupid Pina Colada Escape song.  Right now I think I need to find a trash can.

one-night-stand-yes-there-is-but-don-39-t-forget-about-the-lampAfter searching for hours and only coming up with 1)  things related to the two movies and little else and 2) watching way too many YouTube videos of SNL digital shorts and Lonely Island videos, I decided to do something different.  Instead of songs about no strings attached/friends with benefits/one night stands let’s talk about some perhaps related subject matter…  Follow my somewhat disturbing thought process as I share some songs that came to mind.

No strings makes me think of this from Larry the Cable Guy:  How’d you get tickets to the Tampon 200? We pulled some strings…

Soooooooo…. then the second thing that came to mind was this, and I must say that the quote makes more sense than this song:

Maneater Hall and Oates

Then this one…

Cowboy Casanova Carrie Underwood

What about a song that is the possible aftermath of one’s cheating?  Now this song is one that I like.  And I sing to my children when they are mad at me.  Go JT… you’re the man…

Cry Me A River Justin Timberlake

Speaking of songs I sing to my kids when they’re mad…

You Can’t Always Get What You Want The Rolling Stones

This song has nothing to do with anything here, but I wanted to hear it:

Getcha Back The Beach Boys

And I wanted to watch this video again since I was thinking about the 80s.

Last Friday Night Katy Perry

Are there songs you hate with a passion?  Are there actually songs out there that are GOOD that have to do with the subject matter?

cats-one-night-stand-with-easter-bunnyClick upon doth lovely cassette tape on the top now that you are done following my thought process and see what other bloggers came up with that actually had something to do with this week’s theme…