And now I must go and have pancakes for breakfast.
Category Archives: tshirts
Coming soon to a t-shirt on me…
Our GWEMAC tshirt:
And my jodiferous.com tshirt:
Everybody is so getting a jodiferous.com tshirt for xmas!
What’s on Jodi’s t-shirt today?
I try to save the shirts that mention hookers and/or boobies for the weekend.
In today’s episode of “What’s on Jodi’s t-shirt?”
I knew I was going to be the butt of some jokes, when I returned back to work today, so I dressed accordingly. I wanted everyone to know my status. So I wore this shirt.
Yes, it’s backwards. That’s because I took the picture with my iSight camera this morning. Go to nerdyshirts.com to see a better picture. I find this shirt hilarious, which should show you what a dork I am. I also wore my tiny handcuff necklace. It seemed appropriate.
Everyone had fun exploiting my criminal behavior and now it’s all over. We can move on to other things. Surely someone else will do something that warrants our mockery soon.
Questions, Answers and Comments
1. I’m getting the t-shirt. Perhaps today, Tessa wants one as well. Consider it done, kids.
2. For Jack:
a. they rocked! we had a great time, more about that later. I only paid $20, so I definitely got my moneys worth.
b. see above comment about shirt.
c. I do not believe the widgets slow things down, they are pretty small aps. I was having a performance issue one day and tried turning them off… didn’t make any difference.
3. Parents of sticky and loud children: The kids were practically the highlight of the show, sticky or not. More on that later.
4. Christine and Lloyd, if it didn’t annoy Deb, it wouldn’t be any fun! By the way, the panda? “da panda is sweeping! hims paws are under hims little fuzzy head.”
5. Josh, get anything you want tattooed on your inner lip, you beautiful freak. [vegan? that’s just weird. vegans are weird] Speaking of which, you are freaking out the mom again, time for me to reassure her that you are ok, albeit strange. Also, not just your clothes, but any bedding you have will need to be washed. And all of your clothes. Everything.
My friends went to Utah and all I got was this fabulous t-shirt.
It’s time for another episode of our fashion segment “What’s on Jodi’s t-shirt today?”
Bonus points if you know the meaning behind the shirt and are not Überbrain. [sorry übers, it’s too easy for you.]
Did you ever have one of those days where you were walking through the office and you sudden began to fear that you did not put on pants today? So you look down, and sure enough, there are pants and you are wearing them. So you continue to walk on, to your destination, but again, you have to check to make sure you are really wearing those pants. Yes, they are there, you can touch them. But, dammit, if those pants are lighter than air!
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I was listening to Prince on the way to, and from, work. Which makes me want to unpack those boxes of cd’s and find some funk.
You know, I’m not really #6 for “good spanking.” If you follow the search link, it would definitely appear that I was. But a fresh google shows that I am not. I don’t know what I was thinking. How on earth could I be #6? With all the spanking websites out there? Ridiculous. Yes, sure, I’m a little bit disappointed… but hey, people find me by looking up “boobies” as well. And that’s something. Hardly surprising considering what I was talking about, when I first started this blog. Hooray for boobies!!*
I was in training all day again today. It was pretty interesting. I’m not going to bother telling you what it was a about. Technical stuff. I was late to work. I thought training started at 8:30, but no… started at 9. So, officially, I was ok. Mostly, during training, I was a smart ass. Mostly. It’s my job. Someone has to be the comic relief. And I just can’t help it! It’s a compulsion. People expect it of me. There is just so many things that need commenting on, you know? Luckily, the trainer seemed to appreciate the irreverent humor of my team. Not that it would have stopped us, if he had not. So immature.
It’s a beautiful day here, in the low 70’s. Which freaks Evildeb the hell out, because she is not outside. Despite the fact that she suffers from the SAD, really nice sunny days only seem to piss her off and make her crabby. I knew that whole SAD thing was a hoax. [Look Deb, it’s sunny out, it’s going to be 74 degrees, you have NO RIGHT to be pissy!!] We had pizza for lunch, out in the courtyard. It was lovely. And an ice cream man drove down the street between the waterfront and plaza buildings. Which is an excellent sign of good things to come. I would have worn the short pants, but I nicked myself shaving. Bad. Like, a quarter size nick. And it would not quit bleeding. In fact, I passed out due to blood loss. That’s why I was sorta late to work.
My grandmother is currently dying, or going through the slow process of dying. She’s 90, and has many health problems. She’s deteriorated a great deal, since my granddad died. Right now, she has pneumonia, on top of her emphysema, her lungs are filling up with fluid, and she is getting less and less oxygen. She’s too weak to cough. She is semi-lucid, but can’t use her right hand, or control her bodily functions, but is eating. Every hour she gets a tiny bit worse. II’m getting a couple of updates a day, and it seems like I am just waiting to hear she has passed. It leaves me with a sick feeling in my stomach. I so want her to go peacefully. This doesn’t sound peaceful to me. My uncle says she is aware of what is going on, that she is in the hospital, what is happening with her lungs. I imagine she knows she is dying. I wonder if she welcomes it, if she’s impatient to get it over with. Her husband and her youngest son passed on before her, I imagine she wants to join them. In that country club in the sky. I have to admit, I wish she could sleep peacefully, she’s not able to rest right now, because of the coughing and fluid in her lungs. I wish she could sink in to a deep restful sleep and let go. I don’t want her to live like this. Nobody should have to live like this. So I have that weird feeling, the one where I know I can’t really plan anything over the next week, because I might be going to Arizona any day. But… I had that same situation/feeling with Granddad, and he hung on for months.
Phase One of the big project at work is completed. Months and months of planning and work, done. And I’ve decided that I have not spent enough time in Barnes and Noble lately. Grabbing a big pile of books, and sitting in a comfy chair to browse through them. So that is definitely a plan for the weekend. I deserve books. Phase Two of the big project is now to begin. I call that the cleaning up phase. Busy, but not like Phase One.
*Don’t forget, you too can have your own “Hooray for Boobies!” t-shirt. Never in my life have I had more comments on anything I wear. Girls love it, guys love it, cats, dogs, bunnies and squirrels love it too!