Bowling to Boobs

Insight into what we talk about at lunch. It's crazy stuff, really.

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Sorry we've been gone so long from the blogoshpere.

Have you ever received those e-mails that ask you to reveal something new about yourself. Like, name three places you've lived or name your favorite movies? We got one circulating at work today and found out something new about our friend Tina. She took college classes in Commerical Art!

So, we've nicknamed her Picasso.

Now, if that's not enough, as we were driving to our favorite lunch location today, Picasso (aka Tina), said, "You see that tree over there? I think that's the most perfect tree in the city."

I've never thought about it. Favorite tree? I guess you have to be Picasso to understand that.

Do you have someone in your life that rambles on and on and on? We talked about people we know who start talking, then all you hear after a while are those noises Charlie Brown's teacher used to make in the Peanuts cartoon - wah, wah, wah...

Ironically, we all seem to know people who talk like that. Most of my married friends point to their significant others as being the most flagrant violators.

Kelly Ripa's husband...Mark Consuelos - yes or no? I could have sworn that wasn't his last name, so we were going to Google it. But funny enough after talking about him at lunch we saw his name on the TV as we were leaving the diner and there was his last name. I'll never second guess Sammy again, she was right all along.

Finally, do college forms got you down? Talk to Picasso. She's had enough of them, Millie is happy not to have to do them anymore and Sammy remembers it being easier than what Picasso describes it. If you ask me, paperwork sucks. Enough said.

Not too much exciting, really, but at least we're back on the blog trail.

Until next time...buh, bye.

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