Fun with Emojis

So, my sister Jessica and I both have iphones now, and I just showed her how to text with little icons called "Emojis." She suggested we try to have entire conversations just with Emojis. It started out pretty easy:

--My message read: I'll fly to the statue of liberty at 3:00 and have a martini


--Jessica's message read: Sleeping is good

--Jessica sent this one, and I guessed "it's ok to give knuckles while you poop happy poops?" ...I actually can't remember what she really meant to say.

--Mine was easy: "I'm sad when it rains but happy when it's sunny"


--Jessica sent this response. I guessed: "A good mouse is in a boat. Where? There on a train."

The correct answer was "The mouse likes to sail and wonders if you like to travel by train?"

Now you, my dear readers must guess the meaning of the one that I wrote!



Happy guessing ;)

So what if I don't make sense??

Ben has been staying up late recently because he no longer has a job to get up early for, and as you probably know there are tons of wonderful things that are available to a person who stays up late. Oh, and on Monday he had hockey till midnight. So, last night he "came to bed" at the same time as me, but was messing around on our laptop. Here is my wonderful argument:

Me: I can't sleep unless you're in the bed with me!
Ben: You went to sleep ok last night and I didn't come to bed right away.
Me: Last night I couldn't sleep until you came home, I just laid there awake.
Ben: But I didn't come to bed, I stayed up in the living room
Me: Last night aside...I can't sleep well unless you're laying here.
Ben: But I am laying here with you.
Me: I mean sleeping!
Ben started laughing at my conflicting story.
Me: What's funny??
Ben: Nothing! Not your thought processes and reasoning!
Me: GOOD! Good.
 

Helpless Equals Cute

I'm going to quote my friend Cole for this blog because I think it's just hilarious:

Cole: I realized recently that the more helpless something is, the cuter it is.

That's essentially the definition of cute:

• baby = cute
• old lady in wheelchair = cute
  
• puppy = kinda cute 
• puppy in a cast = SUPER cute

I rest my case.

My Mom Does Cardioke

I don't know if you all have heard of the exercise sensation known as "Cardioke," but I really adore it. I ran across it on Comcast On-Demand a few months ago, and had so much fun dancing while I worked out, that I just had to buy a copy. So, last night I introduced it to my female family members (with whom I'm trying to do a weight-loss / fitness challenge), and to my delight they love it as much as I do!

The best part though, was when my least-favorite song came on. You know that song "Don't Cha" by the Pussycat Dolls? I've never been a fan because it kind of seems like the singer is trying to poach a guy from his girlfriend. But that's one of the hardest workouts on the tape, so I tough it out. Well, the song came on, and when it was time to sing (did I mention that's why it's called Cardioke?), my mom starts belting out "Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?" No disrespect to my mom, but I'm not sure many guys would say "why yes, yes I do." The best part was when I paused the disk to go get some canned food to lift during the sculpting part, and walk in on mom dancing around in the living room singing the song to herself "Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?"

I'm not going to tell her what the song is about, I'm going to wait till she processes it herself—if ever!

Chubbies - what would YOU think?

So yesterday, Ben called me during his class's dinner break and mentioned that he couldn't find a place to eat but he just passed a strip joint. This is just for your reference on the next part of the story.

So that night after we were both home and headed to bed, he said he ended up eating at "Chubbies." Which sounded questionable to me so I asked "was your food served to you by a girl in a [should have said slutty schoolgirl outfit / low-cut top / short skirt long jacket—but instead only came up with] bra??"

Ben: "Haha, well I assume she was wearing a bra, but it was covered by her shirt."

Me: "ok then."

The New Year begins

Yesterday was my first back to work after the Christmas break. I was never one of those kids who, over summer break would say "I'm ready to go back to school!" So needless to say, I wasn't to thrilled to return to work either. I also had to look over my employee review summary. There were a few things I disagreed with, and although they were minor, by the time I was done my deoderant had completely broken down. I'm not sure why I felt it was so important to read over it on a day I was already feeling "ugh"-ish. Silly Danielle.

In other subjects, my husband's last day of work was yesterday. He sent me a link to a "job posting" which was really an ad for bartending school. Strangely, we both felt like this is something he might enjoy, despite his experience being mostly in the tech industry. So today is his first day of classes. He actually got $300 off the regular tuition, which doesn't really bode well for the quality of his upcoming education, but maybe it'll all work out?

Let's all think positively! In fact, I think that will be a New Years resolution.