Is it Friday yet?

Which of the below happened to me yesterday? Trust me when I tell you that it was more than one … and it’s because apparently I have one of those faces that say please oh please tell me things I don’t want to know about you.

1. I asked an acquaintance how they were and was told that they would be better when their hemorrhoids went away.

2. A friend used “hoo haw” in a sentence referring to her Lady Town. You know who you are.

3. My dog ate every single … morsel out of the kitty litter and then licked my face. I might never recover. Ever.

4. Someone ate the last rack of peanut butter cookies and left me the empty box. You know who you are.

Go ahead. Guess. And yes, sometimes it’s hard to be me.

31 Comments on “Is it Friday yet?

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  1. I am pretty sure the consensus would be for all the above. Only Lucy and Jill Shalvis could have such a life. It’s funny though. Thanks for sharing your funny/disgusting moments. Makes a good laugh.
    BTW what does hoo haw mean ? And Lady Town?


  2. I am guessing all of the above. You are always saying you sometimes have “I Love Lucy” moments. My two dogs sometimes eat out of the litter box also.

  3. I reckon it was all of them…..Because……in my life, similar or identical things have happened. Fortunately not all in one day, or weekend or month.,

    And c’mon – Lady Town? Nah, Hoo Haw sounds like something someone in West Texas would say.

    I will not provide anymore of the unusual descriptive names I have heard….not the least of which was party place.

  4. Sounds like ‘all of the above’! I sincerely hope the dog didn’t eat the kitty litter! If he did, he needs to be taken to the vet ASAP, especially if it was the clumping type!!!🙀🙀🙀

    1. Not kitty litter, the remains that kitties put IN the kitty litter. A friend used to affectionately call them “tootsie rolls”. I haven’t eaten a tootsie roll since.

  5. Lol! I mean probably all of them, but I am hoping the acquaintance didn’t just tell you about his/her hemorrhoids. Awkward. A friend ok, an aquaintance, err TMI.

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