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18 June 2009
It's true!


This is a pretty bad picture, but the sign says...

Our shopping carts will lock if taken beyond the parking lot perimeter. While distinctive yellow lines mark the normal exits, the entire perimeter is protected.

It is true!
I had to try it, I could not help myself, I had to know.

Yep those wheels lock right up. Then a very grumpy Walgreens employee will have to come out with the fancy smancy remote & unlock the wheels. Then she frowns at you, even if you  smile and say  " Opps..I guess I parked really close to the perimeter!"

Posted by kal at 1:41 PM | Link | 0 comments
11 June 2009
Why I can't ever go to Starbucks again!
EVER!!!
Last Friday on my way to work I decide I NEED Starbucks. So I take my cute little self out for a latte. Keep in mind that it is a Friday morning at 7:30. Lots of poeple also getting there lattes. So I order my venti iced coffee with sugar free hazelnut. As I wait I am talking to my sister on my cell. I know.. total rudness!

I'm just a chatin' away, when all of the sudden I hear a loud crashing and shattering sound. It dawns on me that it is the sound of glass breaking. LOTS of glass breaking. For a split second I pray that it was not me. I turn around to see that some idiot knocked over the whole display. About .5 seconds later I relize I am that idiot! As I'm talking I don't relize how close my big ole butt is to the display and knock it over. Yes people, OVER as in on the ground.
3 french presses
several glass coffee mugs
and alot of traveling car cups.
They all go crashing down. Glass shattering everywhere.
Of coarse the first thing I do is look for someone else to blame. No one was within a 3 foot area, except me! I didn't even have my kids with me. I so would have blamed my kids. And then bought them a dog or something to make up for it. But oh no just me.

The lady was nice, but I know they are still talking about the moron that can't control the direction of her own butt.

Needless to say I can never go into that Starbucks again. Now I have to drive all the way across own to get my fix.

So next time your day sucks, just think.... At least I didn't knock over $200 worth of Starbucks crap!
Posted by kal at 2:30 PM | Link | 1 comment
29 April 2009
I'm not a jealous person
I promise!
But then my coworker pulls up in this...


And then he lets this clown drive it...


My Husband

Now that's Crap!

I'm not jealous or bitter! Uh huh yep...I promise...
Posted by kal at 1:18 PM | Link | 0 comments
05 March 2009
Cups in the mini-van
There once was a lovely young-ish wife and mother. We can call her princess, she doesn’t mind.  Princess drives a mid-level mini van, that she totally loves. It may not be right for everyone to drive a mini van. Some people have issues driving one, but the princess loves hers.
 
Princess enjoyed a good cup of coffee in the morning on her ride to the office each and every day. It was part of her routine. One Saturday morning the grumpy, grouchy Prince went to serve himself a cup of steaming hot caffeine. Well the Prince screamed asked where in the world are all of the coffee cups were. There are none in the cabinet … none in the sink. The princess innocently pretends she did not hear him and goes about reading her paper, using the lone coffee cup she was able to dig up find that morning. 
 
The Prince and the Princess have 2 mouthy lovely teenagers. The male teenager pips up with “ Dad I know where they are”…. The conversation goes as follows….
 
Prince: Where are they son?
 
Male Teenager: There are in Mom’s van
 
Prince: All of them
 
Male Teenager: Yep
 
Prince: No Way.. All of them?
 
Male Teenager: All of them!
 
And to prove his point the brat lovely male teenager promptly went out and collected 19 coffee cups from the van that the princess drives.
 
 The princess then heard something about being responsible, and if you’re going to take coffee for the drive you need to bring the cups back in the house when you get home in the evening. But she doesn’t recall much. After 20 years with the prince she has developed a wonderful skill of tuning him out.
 
Needless to say the grumpy, grouchy prince was not very pleased with his princess that morning. And the princess was not very pleased with the teenage boy who sold her out.
 
All the princess had to say was… Huh… No wonder the van makes clinking and clunking noises when I turn corners.
 
FYI….. That baby will hold a lot of crap treasures.
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