gmail helps in the kitchen!

Well, Gmail continues to amuse me with their ever-so-helpful ads. I make sure to check them out every time I'm in my email now. I emptied my spam folder today and it started offering up yummy sounding spam recipes. Let's take a vote and decide which one sounds the tastiest:

Spam Veggie Pita Pockets - Serves 8 (Oh thank God! We'll have extras!)

Spam Fajitas - Add extra salsa if desired (I'm pretty sure extra salsa would be required to choke it down.)

Vineyard Spam Salad - Combine grapes, spam, pea pods and onions in large bowl (Pea pods? Who uses pea pods as an ingredient?)

French Fry Spam Casserole - Bake 30-40 minutes (You can actually hear your arteries clogging!)

Ginger Spam Salad - Serves 1. Refrigerate overnight (And who said spam wasn't healthy? It's salad, people!)

Skillet Spam Fry - Stir until golden (Spam can get golden?)

Ok, I could do this all night. Every time I refresh the spam page it gives me a new one. This is lots of fun. Pretty soon I'll have enough to make a whole spam recipe book. It will fly off the shelves. I know all my loyal blog followers will buy a copy, right? They also gave me another "Get Happier" ad. I wonder how many of those they have. The website doesn't work though. I tried and it said the link appeared to be broken. If I wasn't suicidal before, I am now. That was the only thing I was holding on for. The only good thing left in my life. Goodbye cruel world!

Sleep tight!

xoxo

ok, i give

I seem to be frustrating people :) I'm not going to say the awful curse word phrase all together. So, maybe if I put some sentences in between it won't feel as bad. We all know what the middle word is. And if we don't, we shouldn't be cursing anyway. So, that's that.

I got my hair done! I looooove it! I'm blonde again (yay!) and I got that haircut where it's longer in the front and shorter in the back. Now I just need my pencil skirt and sexy earrings and I'll be all set. For what, I'm not sure. But I'll be set. I'm trying to take pics to text to my sister, but I always hate how they look. I'm making a funny face or my nose looks super duper crooked. Stupidness, I know. Maybe I'll photoshop them and then put them on here :) Just so you know, I look an awful lot like Charlize Theron, so don't be surprised if you can't tell us apart when you see the pic...Not that I would EVER photoshop someone else's face on mine.

And now, the first word is shit. So we've got the first two. The last one is the trickiest I think. Perhaps I will reveal that later...

So here are the hair pics. For those of you who don't know me, my hair was brown and down to my shoulders. So this is quite a change. Man my nose is crooked. I don't even have a cool broken nose story. I just came like that. I did get hit in the head with a beer bottle though. That's kind of a cool story. I couldn't get a good picture of the side. It's my cell phone people. I did the best I could. I also can't figure out how to get my pics side by side. That's really bugging me.

So anyway, that's the hair. It smells like yummy hair products now. I don't want to wash it out! I'm going out to dinner with the family tonight, so I'll get to show it off.

In other news, my Facebook ad has already reached it's spending limit for the day. Not that I have a really high limit, mind you. I just didn't think it would go so fast. Hopefully it will generate some traffic. I tried StumbleUpon, but it made me mad cause people could rate your site and I don't like it when people give me thumbs down. No one rates it unless they hate it. Stupid. At least Facebook doesn't tell me when I suck. They're PC like that.

Last word is hell. There. Now it's done. You know my dirty little secret cuss word phrase. Try it out though. Twenty bucks says it'll make you feel better. It's what I yell when I stub my toe or something. Great painkiller.

I should really probably go now because I'm just rambling on and on and I doubt I'm being at all interesting. I held on to everyone till the end though by stretching out the cuss word phrase reveal. Not like you all didn't scroll down to those paragraphs and ignore the rest. But a girl can dream. Tune in later for the daily Spoonful of Sugar.

i'm feeling random

I don't know why. Maybe because I'm sitting here waiting to leave for my hair appointment. I have time to think. That is dangerous. I've kind of come to the decision that if my husband doesn't want me, then screw him. I think I've turned some kind of major corner in the battle. I'm still afraid if I think too hard it'll hurt like hell. Let's just see how graceful I am next time I'm PMSing. That'll be the true test.

I apologize for my post from last night. I went back and fixed a bunch of it this morning. There is a reason I don't let myself get on the Internet after I've taken my sleeping pill. God knows what's out there in cyberspace now that I can't remember doing. I'm sure in about 8 years when I'm trying to find a job or get a home loan, it'll pop up. "Excuse me ma'am, but we found THIS on the Internet. I'm sorry to say that we cannot hire you/give you credit/speak your name/allow you to take your baby home from the hospital." My oh my. I can't think of anything too incriminating on my computer already, but God knows I could have created something and I would never know it. I guess if people start crossing to the other side of the street when I walk by, I can take that as a hint.

I bought some advertising on Facebook. We'll see how that goes. Things are slowing down a bit at the shop. I've heard it kinda drops off after Mother's Day though. I did go to a local store and I showed her some of my stuff and she might let me sell in her store. That would be good. Although with Gma Ruby and Aunt Linda here, there really is no need for advertising. I have a list for both of them. Gotta love the family.

My friend introduced me to a new favorite curse word combo yesterday. It's so fun to say! It's the bitterness, sarcasm, anger, rage, and disgust tripled! I'm not going to write it here though. I am a lady. Here are the initials: SFH. Have fun guessing. Once you do it will just roll off your tongue :) I think everyone can figure out the middle letter...Bad, bad, bad I know. But sometimes gosh darn just doesn't cover it.

Ok hair time. I am so excited! Do all women get this excited about having their hair done? Probably not, but it's not like I have a whole heck of a lot else to do lately. Plus the girl who does my hair rocks. Her husband left her like 10 months ago and we man bash the whole time. It's nice to have someone who knows just what it feels like. And she cracks me up. Good times.