18 posts tagged “funny”
Yup, it's more pictures instead of words, but these pictures don't need much more explanation than what their captions provide.
Written content? Who does *that* anymore. It's all about pictures of Flora now. It's just easier to show the pictures than talk about them.*
Here are some pictures from the last couple of weeks.
We've been out and about - the mall, the library and more recently, a playgroup at the community centre. Soon, we'll be trying the pool on for size. Whenever I put Flora in her snowsuit, I tend to start laughing. Not in a mean way of course, although running to get the camera probably does add insult to the injury of putting on a snowsuit. She's so puffy and marshmallow-like in it. I'm not sure if she realizes I'm laughing at her yet.
We wished Auntie Kyla a happy birthday.
We hung out with Thomas.
We took some family pictures.
We made some silly faces.
Auntie Kyla gave Flora a bath.
Flora tried on Grampy's hat and played with his duck decoy.
And...Flora sat up on her own for the first time! She lasted about 20 seconds before she tipped back over, but it's a start. Note the major WTF look on her face.
*Written content will hopefully return soon. And maybe it won't even *be* about the kid.
We play this game together all the time.
In honour of Flora getting her SIN number this week (the govnerment-issued number that allows her to get a job), I decided to put her to work. It went less than swimmingly.
So, no appreciation, and my boss is so incompetent* that I actually do have to wipe her ass for her.
* Yes I know "incompetent" is not the right word to describe a baby, but it goes with the baby=boss theme.
I have a bad habit. I love reading personal ads of all kinds. I've never created or answered one, but I do admire people who are brave enough to put themselves out there.
I must admit that the "Casual Encounters" section of the personal ads often make me laugh. I don't think that was the poster's intention, but it happens. This one was posted on Toronto's Craigslist page earlier tonight:
Nude Computer Maintenance - m4w - 54
I offer nude male computer maintenance services to women. I am certified and will do a long list of things to keep your computer running fast and safe. Middle aged but thin. Toronto only. Please reply for rates and further details.
I'm not trying to judge this gentleman - everyone has needs, and he clearly can fill a few of them - but I do wonder where he keeps his multi-tool and his mini-screwdriver set? Or his Blackberry or pager when he gets emergency calls?
Of course, this is not the most naughty of the ads out there. I'll leave you to your own devices to find those. Happy reading!
Sean and I took Leia to the vet on Saturday for her annual checkup. She's healthy, but did not want to get up on the examining table at all. Watching Sean trying to lift her up and hold her there was pretty funny since she is around 50 pounds and all legs. I tried to help, but between Sean, the vet and Leia, I figured there were enough arms and legs in the mix.
The funnier part was on the way home though. We were driving down Gerrard Street and we passed a middle-aged guy riding his bike. This would have been an unremarkable occurrence, but Sean pointed out that the guy's butt crack was hanging out and we could see almost half of the guy's behind.
Sean was mean and refused to slow down so I could take a picture and post it on this website. It's not like I would have shown the guy's face - that would be cruel. The picture would have been all butt, with some bicycle thrown in.
I don't know how the guy didn't notice - it's late November and it is cold out. There was snow on the ground! Bums just aren't meant to be exposed to this kind of weather!
Nothing like interviewing a cartoon band (albeit, the Biggest Band in the Universe) to keep your interviewing skills sharp.
This file lasts about half an hour, so make sure you have enough time to listen to it.
Today was election day in Ontario. We're voting for our new members of provincial parliament (MPPs) and our new premier. We're also having a referendum about how to vote - whether it be first-past-the-post, or whether we should switch to mixed-member-proportional (MMP).
Fun fact about me - I love voting. I value the privilege of being able help elect our government. Too bad that my choices never seem to win! But seriously, I think it's incredibly important to vote and I wish more people felt that way.
But this isn't why I'm giggly. I'm giggly about what happened at our local election hall earlier tonight.
Sean and I went to the election hall (actually the public school near our house) earlier tonight. We got to bypass the front crowd since we had our voting cards and could skip the registration lines. Skipping lines always makes you feel cool so we went to the polling station in a good mood. We were both processed quickly and ended up beside each other behind our separate voting screens.
That was when Sean got a little silly. He started talking in different voices: "Vote for ." "Yeah! He's right, vote for that guy!" Don't worry - I didn't fall for his ruse. I love my husband, but I don't always agree with his politics. Then he couldn't figure out how to fold the ballots. (use the folds they made for you!). I started giggling and I'm surprised we didn't get in trouble for talking to each other while behind the screens. Never mind that Sean threatened to vote for me just before he gave me my card that he was holding for me. We weren't looking at each other's ballots or anything - we were just being silly. By the time we got in the car, I was laughing so hard I could hardly talk without giggling.
This story probably doesn't translate well in writing - it's probably one of those "you had to be there" kind of stories. However, the moral of the story is this: voting is way more fun when you go with someone else.
On my way to the subway after work, I ended up walking behind this cute young couple. Their arms were around each other. They were chatting animatedly. Lots of laughs. They were in love. How sweet.
I looked down and realized that I could see her thong and her bum through the back of her dress. Not panty lines - her black thong and her pasty white ass. She was wearing a lovely short black dress so at least she was coordinated. The dress looked like T-shirt type material so the back end was probably becoming worn through by sitting on it all day.
You would think that her man might have stood behind her at some point and noticed that her behind was accidentally flashing the world. Maybe her dress was see-through because it was sunny. I just know that I should not have seen that much of that woman's posterior in public, thong-covered or not.
