Today's "potluck" is super-sized. Guaranteed to cause artery cloggage and heartburn. Sounds super great...like you want more? Yeah! It's double the fun "potluck" day!
I am offering the following food for your pleasure consumption if you dare: mushy, multi-colored hard boiled eggs (you think I wouldn't serve such a thing?) and left over single serving mac & cheese (please don't ask why I have left-overs from a SINGLE serving). Mmmmmm....dig in. It's like I saved all the good food for another potluck. Weird.
Alrighty, Google has really been up to no good this week. I received a visitor who googled, "getting green grass", another "can't reach my feet how do I paint my toes" and a third, "funny definition of potluck". Yep, the great Google joke sending those poor readers here only to receive no help. Bad Google. I can't keep a houseplant alive, let alone grow green grass. Bad Google. I don't have the coordination to paint my own toes, let alone yours. Bad Google. I can't define potluck, let alone assure it is funny. Bad Google.
Once again the I.F.P.A. (Institute For Potluck Advancement) has the following super informative announcement:
Double your potluck, Double your fun!
Something that has made me laugh every time I think of it is Limbic Resonance's assessment of Target's new supermodel line. It is very ironic.
Every morning as a testament to great advertising, Rhett runs through the kitchen yelling, "ANCAKE UFF! ANCAKE UFF! ANCAKE UFF!" Which through careful mommy translation equals...of course, pancake puff. How can I turn the TV of his obsession off? I am about to have a pancake puff riot on my hand.
And now another message from the great brains of the IFPA:
Potluck, the ultimate driving machine
Holy crap, now they are ripping me off while I blatantly steal from others...they must be stopped.
I was thinking how grand it has been to have gone 7 years without a sitting in a useless committee meeting. Being a stay at home mom may have it's dull, idle moments, but none of them compare to sitting in a room with a bunch of people from work discussing a bunch of nothing only to vote on something inconsequential. Maybe I will hold one here at the house today just for the fun of it. I could be in charge because I am the mommy.
I am off to the land of IKEA today. This is good for you. I have never gone to IKEA without years worth of stories...so keep your fingers crossed that history repeats itself. (I am sure you will be RUSHING back tomorrow for that!)
Wow, that "potluck" was really fun. I just wish there was another one going on somewhere else...
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21 comments:
is it just me or is the monday potluck getting more maniacal and frantic? and IKEA? you are not taking the children are you?
i hope you have fun.
I used to LOVE going to Ikea when my girls were still young (short) enough to check into the ball pit play room... We love, love, love (as "Eloise" would say) Ikea. Swedish meatballs with lingonberry jam! Inexpensive furniture that can stand up to kids--and if it can't, at least it didn't cost an arm and a leg. We even spent Thanksgiving at Ikea our first year in Moscow; it was the favorite destination of the whole family so we decided to spend the day off at place we'd all be happy.
I drove by there today and was bummed I couldn't take the time to stop... Have fun!
MMMM...IKEA
Everyone is making me hungry this morning. This diet is never gonna work
Our IKEA has a cool kids area. Too bad they limit the time to 90 minutes.
I'll come to the committee meeting if you want, and I'll even vote however you want me to vote. Just so I can get out of the house.
Ooooh, Ikea. I am so jealous.
I love ooey, gooey, messy, deviled eggs. And there was a rumor they were opening an Ikea in St. Louis. It hasn't happened yet, though. Sigh.
Oh Ikea, Ikea, sticky buns and swedish meatballs and cheap wash clothes in vibrant colors. Can't wait to hear what you got yourself in Ikea-world.
You were in my neck of the hood & didn't tell me. Say it ain't so.
Ikea? Wish we had one.
I was thinking of how to comment and charm you with my wit, but as I scrolled down to post a comment, I saw that you actually have a label for ILLSA (I love long silly acronymns) and I almost fell out of my chair in hysterics. I thought I would kudos you instead of charming you with my wit.
KEEP BELIEVING
Thanks for the comment! Hmmm...
Me thinks I will have to steal the Pot Luck idea...hmmmm...
Can't wait to hear about Ikea!!
You could be in charge because you were the mommy - too funny!!! I don't those ridiculously useless meetings either = NOPE!!
Thanks for coming by Holly - nice to see you. Hope you are well. See you soon = Kellan
I love IKEA. My husband is terrified by IKEA. Go figure.
I am also afraid to go to IKEA. I have the catalog and when I do finally get to go I'm going to PLAN. I'm afraid it's like going to a foreign country and not speaking the language. I will be watching this blog for details on IKEA.
So how was IKEA? Please share :)
Whimper...IKEA...no IKEA here. I'm so desperate for another Besta bookcase that I'm considering paying the unholy shipping. Sigh...IKEA...mmmm...
*gasp* I've never been to an IKEA. There are none within a close proximity to my home. I know, I know, cry for me.
Oh man do I miss IKEA. I puffy heart that place.
why don't I get any of the good Google searches??
xo ~K
its very cute. thanks too share.....
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