Super Sabado: Too tired to care

It’s fiesta season in the local high schools. And last night Didi’s daughter had a huge party that didn’t break up until 3 am. A huge, LOUD party.

A teenager honks his horn as he leaves Didi’s house and Hubby tosses. Another argues with his girlfriend in the driveway and Hubby grinds his teeth. And then two teens try to see which one of them has the loudest car stereo system. That’s when Hubby starts growling.

Me, I can sleep through almost anything—except Hubby. If Hubby isn’t sleeping, ain’t nobody sleeping.

So you all enjoy the margaritas. I’m going to have one of those Mexican Coffee (yawn) and hopefully I won’t nod off.

Today’s Super Sabado is bare bones, baby. The quotes and nothing but the quotes, because I’m too tired.


Needless to say, we were severe adrenaline junkies… at least that sounds better than dain bramaged suicidal idiots.

Bayou of A Perfect Anomaly


Editing a vomit draft is a lot like pulling a loose thread on a cheap sweater, it can unravel so easily.

Screamwriter


I blame GAP for making me feel shitty and having Rolo ice cream, no not really..lol. At least I stopped myself and only had 1/2 cup.

Losing Me at Weight Watchers Eh?


So this is a perfect compromise! I can keep up this illusion I have of myself, that I am a sporty badass kind of girl, and YET I can be all prissy and ride in comfort. Sweet!!

Susan of Church of Angst


Seriously, cat. I can’t take anymore heart attacks this week.

My So-Called Blog


I accosted two groups asking if they were from meetup.com; felt sufficiently embarassed – sounds like a dating site for singles.

Gullible’s Travels


“If you run, you’ll only go to jail tired.”

Bonnie of Bonnie Writes


From a past post, you know what I think about boinking in the bubble bath.
No one has yet explained who cleans up all the water.

Bernita Harris of An Innocent A-Blog


Finally, got the contract from Sovereign Media for “In the Lair of the Moon Men.” Whee! Now I’ll get paid and have money to buy diapers. Lots and lots of diapers.

Jon at Letters to Myself


At 4 I notice my sweater is on backward. I right it at my desk. The Fedex man stares. I don’t care.

Buffy of Plain Simple English


So, the little boy comes screeching into the living room, horror written across his features.

“Ma! We’re out of spiker gel!”

M.G. Tarquini of Genre Neutral


Just some ideas (and coming up w/ said ideas are my way of writing procrastination – I WAS working on a synopsis – for my defense, I did have to stop and get dessert for Mini-me then ten minutes later change out the video that he was watching – if it begs me twenty minutes peace between – have Mickey will baby-sit… though it does break my concentration and cause me to come up w/ stellar blog ideas!)

Dennie of Dennie’s Thoughts


Yeah, I’m an evil skinny chick. I also can’t run more than a block without going into cardiac arrest. Heart disease has drawn a big ole target on my ass.

Pat of Ramblings from the Desert


What is the answer to the mysteries of life?
a) Faster horses
b) Younger women
c) Older whiskey
d) More money
e) All of the above

Mr. Grouchypants


Babies are like cans of soda: don’t shake them up if they’re full.

Dave Pearson of Stupid Human Tricks


a quotable feast of splendiferous verbiage

Steve Deyo of Twerpette


It’s safe to say that I want her to be exactly as girly as I want her to be at any given moment. I think that’s going to go well, don’t you?

KJ of Raising Devils


Anyone watch America’s Next Top Model? I do. I swear I’m not a reality TV junkie… ANTM’s the only one I watch. Well, and Myth Busters, because they are awesome. Oh, and Iron Chef sometimes, because that little dude with the microphone who zips around asking the chefs questions at inopportune times? And the random Japanese pop-starlet judge, who says things like “Oh! The flavours! They are like tears of a river, melting on my tongue…”? They are also awesome.

The Glitterati of Brain Spam


And for those of you who’ve stayed through the very end, here’s a seriously creepy short about some seriously creepy babies.

13 Replies to “Super Sabado: Too tired to care”

  1. Oh…. oddity and strangness bits.

    Sorry about the tiredness. Pass the coffee and I’ll send Two-toes out to look fierce and keep loud people away.

    Sleep better.

  2. Hi, guys! [waves at M.G. and Elizabeth]

    I got a good night’s sleep… only one party to speak of, and they were good little teenagers. I think Two-Toes did it for me. Mojo just snores through everything.

    But here’s how tired I was: I didn’t even notice Bayou‘s play on “brain damaged” until I reread it this morning. Heh!

    Mimi! Shades of Talking Tina, aren’t they?

  3. Wonderful and diverse as always Bonnie! I have not been able to access your site the last month. Hopefully you get this message.

    Ciao chica…

  4. bummer B – but I got my computer back and so far all in one piece so I am good no matter the noise…

  5. That video is really creepy. I have a friend who creates that kind of stuff. Real interesting!

    Glad to see that you got some rest!

  6. I wish I only had Hubby to worry about! In our house, if Sam, Lily, Wyatt, Trixie and or Caddie (those last two are dogs) ain’t sleepin’, ain’t nobody sleepin’.

    No more living creatures allowed here unless they are incapable of waking us up in the middle of the night. Maybe an iguana. Or a plant. That could stay, especially since it would be dead soon, anyway.

  7. How about a pet rock, KJ? New mothers like you need way more sleep than is humanly possible.

    Bonnie C., how do they do that? It’s so well done… even when the little girl pushes the dolls off the chair, the eyes are still moving and planted perfectly in the dolls’ heads. So clever!

    Teri, somehow my spam blocker must’ve blocked your IP. It’s all fixed now. Thanks for letting me now.

    Dennie, may your computer stay healthy for several years!

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