Thursday, May 6, 2010

It runs in the family...

If you've read my blog for any length of time you know that ridiculous things happen to me on what is pretty much a daily basis. One might go so far as to say that I am actually a ridiculous person, and as such, ridiculous situations gravitate towards me. Besides this week's mishap at the gas pump, I've blogged about:

"Where" you ask "has all this come from!?" Well folks, I blame my mother. No one believes me when I tell them this because my Mom is (mostly) a very practical person. You ask why all these weird things happen to me and I say "It's my mother's fault!". You laugh at me. Then I refuse to make you cupcakes. Then it goes south.  

"But" you say "You're always quote these wise little bits of advice from your Mother!" To which I must respond "How do you think she learned all those little tid-bits!? Trial and error, my friends, trial and error." Anyways. I now have proof that I have inherited this habit of having odd things happen to me from my Mom.

My mother keeps a blog. You didn't know that? Well she does. The topic is infant potty training. (Yes, my Mom potty trains from birth; I told you she was super-mom.) Recently she blogged about a potty mishap in which poop was spread all over the house. Please go read about it. It will make me feel better about being such a disaster magnet.

Also, it greatly hilarifies me to imagine the same thing happening to Sarah Palin.


  1. Too funny! So glad it didn't happen to me, though. :D

  2. Thanks for exposing my blog, which had, until today, about 4 readers! Yes, trial and error, blame it all on me, I deserve it.


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