tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50544339522478692672012-02-15T23:43:32.696-08:00The funniest things happen when....3Divas,2Dogs,1Dude & MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10895184160826498809noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5054433952247869267.post-6080663097584688882012-01-13T14:10:00.000-08:002012-01-13T14:10:56.501-08:00work lunches...is it really a lunch?It's always funny when i pull up to the gas station go for my debit card and it's not there..NOT! As I gracefully exit, I hold the expression of ... yes...i really meant to stop at the pump, look at my purse and then take off, so what, you gotta problem with that? Like suddenly i'm from Jersey and i'm giving them the chin. And that's just the beginning of my hour. I run home after my graceful turned into wise guy exit. Now my house is only about a 10-12 min drive, depending on "traffic". I have two dogs, ones is a new puppy who is in a kennel so i have been running home to let my sons outside, feed them, go to the bathroom myself and hopefully snag a bite. Only today I had to make a few phone calls and then bam i'm late for work because i only get an hour (wait i said that already) and i still have a 10-12 min drive back (which makes sense considering it was that long of a drive to get there). CRAP! I STILL need to get gas because my debit card was at home when i originally pulled up to the pump, which i was going home anyways so that just irked me even more because i could've avoided that stop in the first place. so i lock up the dogs, lock up the house......and is anyone tired yet? Or hungry? because in the midst of all the things i was doing on my "lunch" i forgot one key ingredient...LUNCH! I snagged a lean cuisine out of the freezer and clicked off...(i'm wearing heels today, purple ones that are super cute actually). Thank goodness for a desk job, at least I can eat at my desk during my break to make up for the lunch i sorta had. <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5054433952247869267-608066309758468888?l=momof3divas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>3Divas,2Dogs,1Dude & MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10895184160826498809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5054433952247869267.post-82614213702410146192012-01-10T14:25:00.000-08:002012-01-10T14:25:52.337-08:00And so it beginsI have been wanting to start a blog for quite some time now. I have always enjoyed reading and writing. I wrote short stories and poems all through high school and am typically the offical "note taker" for all meetings as of current. I've even often joked about starting my own novel. I do love to write, but it's not just that. It's what happens, in real life, to just me that is absolutely hillariously unbelievable at times. And THAT is what i need to share. I have always been upbeat, funny, and love to just be out doing stuff. Basically a social butterfly...so this gives me an opportunity to share all the funny stories that happen to and ordinary person like me and maybe you'll in return find enjoyment in reading such happenings. Some are unbelievable, I wouldn't believe them myself if i hadn't been there! But believe me when i say one thing..I'm genuine and honest and have the worst poker face EVER. So hand on the bible what i BLOG about WILL be true and you will be crossing your legs...hoping you make it to the bathroom in time while reading. Don't say i didn't warn you! So .... here goes nothing!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5054433952247869267-8261421370241014619?l=momof3divas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>3Divas,2Dogs,1Dude & MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10895184160826498809noreply@blogger.com0