Truth is... I'm hating the new word verification that has presented itself on all the blogs lately. I mean, it was bad enough to have to read all of these funky letters, but now there's two sets of letters that have to match. Really blogger? And why can't they be real words that I might have a shot of getting right? Please. For the love of all that is good and holy, TURN YOUR WORD VERIFICATION OFF. (Just go to Settings, then Comments, and scroll down to word verification. Click OFF. Easy peasy.)
Truth is... sometimes Tony just doesn't get my food logic....
Tony: "Did you eat my potato chips?"
Me: "Yes. I was so excited. I wanted to see if they were like the Cape Cod Russetts that they used to make."
Tony: "Well?"
Me: "They are terrible."
Tony: "There's only half a bag left."
Me: "Yeah."
Tony: "It took you half a bag to figure out they were terrible?"
Me: "No. 1/4 of the bag was eaten in a starving frenzy. Then another 1/8 was eaten for taste. Which was terrible. The rest were eaten in boredom."
Truth is... I don't know how it happened, but I swear Youngest is genetically related to Tony....
Tony: "That woman on TV is hot."
Oldest: "Mom! Tony's calling that woman hot! "
Tony, to Youngest: (gasp!) "I can't believe he's throwing me under the bus like that!!! You'd never do that to me."
Youngest: "OH, I'd throw you under the bus....just not over that."
Tony: "Nice"
Truth is... a "Heat Seal" is being defined in our home as The heat that seals itself within the covers/blanket/coat around the person/people who is/are in the bed/chair/couch/coat.
Truth is... It is never a good idea to mess with Mama's heat seal in February.
Truth is... Tony often comes to bed after me, pulling back ALL the covers and breaking the perfect heat seal I have achieved. This awakens me and makes me quite cranky. And NO. After being awaken in this manner, I have no desire to create "new" heat within the covers, no matter how good your butt may look. Thanks.
Truth is... I can't wait to start on the next section of the kitchen. Sadly, it will have to wait until I get a day off and some much needed rest though.
I still can't feel my legs from the floor install and cleaning out the basement this weekend.
Truth is... it's your turn!
Truth is....You wrote this on Sunday, 2/29/12.
ReplyDeleteTruth is....It was posted Tuesday, 2/21/12.
Truth is....Neither one of those days is Thursday.
Truth is....I hate those illegible catchas with a passion!!!!!!!!!!!
Truth is... I have no idea what the hell happened here, but evidently once there's comments, you can't schedule it to post later.
DeleteSo in my own little world.... it's Thursday. Which is great, because I have Friday off. :)
Truth is..I whole heartedly agree with you on word verification. I'll be ...spreading your word to bloggers I follow. (((hugs)))Pat
ReplyDeleteI KNOW! Thing is, most people don't even realize it's on because unless you check the settings you can't see it on your own blog.
DeleteYou know how I feel about those captchas already.
ReplyDeleteAs for the heat seal, in February here, I am usually hunting the cool zone. Nothing like combining a hot summer night with menopause.
Hubby does not get a good reception if he tries to cuddle
I could not agree with you more about the word verification. It's driving me crazy! Are people afraid they will get spammed to death if they don't use it?
ReplyDeleteI'm there with you on the word verification....
ReplyDeleteAnd I love this post!
You crack me up, woman.
PS- Tell Tony I don't understand why he doesn't understand your food logic.
:)
Reading this today just reminded me that I thought yesterday was Wednesday so today must be Thursday. Then I realized that I really have to be out of town on Thursday and I'm still at work. So now I can be even more confused and just pretend its the weekend and I won't have to worry about what day it is.
ReplyDeleteI agree with you on the Word Verify.
ReplyDeleteI will try once, if I mess up I leave it be.
I had to laugh when I read the part about the Word Verification. I have my post written for tomorrow and it's begging people to turn it off! I get you on the heat seal Phil always gets in bed after I have the blankets perfectly sealed around me and pulls them back enough to let the frigid air freeze my tata's off then he wonders why I'm cranky. I feel your pain.
ReplyDeleteevery now and then I recheck.. if you ever find it is turned on, let me know sso I can turn it off. (I am always afraid I do it wrong and it's still there annoying people)
ReplyDeleteTRUTH IS: I had a GREAT TIME at the gaming conention!
TRUTH IS: Looking through the pictures Brian took inspired me to exercise more and eat less.
TRUTH IS: When Brian comes to bed after me he flips and flops lie a fish out of water- and kicks and twitches... waking me and making it impossible to get back to sleep in a timely manner
Word verification makes me angry. As does someone breaking my "heat seal". Grr!
ReplyDeleteWhen I lived in a cold climate I wanted to kill anyone who broke my heat seal -- not that I was smart enough to know the term for it. And I detest the new word verification.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
I hate the word verification too! And I love that part about throwing Tony under the bus. As if the youngest is just waiting for the perfect moment...
ReplyDeleteI was a bit peeved about the verification thingy too. I'm glad I'm not the only one who has to do it.
ReplyDeleteThe heat seal is sacred. SACRED!
ReplyDeleteI've retyped word verifications 6 times. And then I figure... I'll try listening to it. Have you ever tried that? WEIRD!
ReplyDeleteLOL--Love the heat seal! I'd be cranky, too. Nobody breaks the heat seal.
ReplyDeleteI think I fixed the verification thingy--let me know if you have any problems with it.
Youngest is hilarious! lol
Truth is: I so hate the word verification. WTF? Can't everyone just take it OFF THEIR DAMN BLOGS.
ReplyDeleteTruth is: I was thinking of boycotting bloggers who leave it on. It is IRRITATING.
Truth is: I am feeling really sad about breaking up with Mr. Dark Chocolate. Pouting today actually. And wondering why the hell is is avoiding me. I am such a bitch.
I forgot it was truth is Thursday. Damn it. Too late to write it now....
shucks