Mirror Mirror On The Wall

One of the things I HELL hated growing up was the sound of pounding pots and pans, for a teenager, unGodly hour of 8 a.m. on a Saturday. Only to know as you try and drown out the horrid sounds that it is your cue to get up and help "spring house clean". EVERY SINGLE SATURDAY!!!! How dirty can a stupid house get in a week for crying out loud!!! :pitchfork

Now, I'm all grown up and have kids of my own, mind you I don't torture them on the housecleaning ~ I've decided to pick and choose my torture on other issues in their life ~ however I did inheritate the undesireable task of feeling the house has to be "spring house cleaned" EVERY WEEK!!!! Man why couldn't I have had a slob for a mother :lol

What really made me think of this today was because I had to head out to the doctor's office for an unwanted visit, however, before me heading out I had to do the whole shower issue, as usual, putting on make up and as I began walking out the door I looked in the mirror and gasped at the image looking back at me. If I didn't know any better it would be my mama.

Instead of my normal attire of sweatshirt and sweat pants, no make up and no jewerly ~ I've got on my make up, nice pieces of accesories aka jewerly, and a sweater mama bought me for Christmas, a pair of freshly pressed roughrider jeans and dress shoes. OMG who is this person and what have they done with Jamie???????

See this was another thing I swore I'd never do while growing up ~ why get all dolled up when you are going to see a doctor because you haven't been feeling well??? I missed that logic but here I am in my adult years doing the exact same thing my mama did and still does.

I haven't completely transformed into my mama as of yet, I have yet to uter the words of venum "YOU ARE GROUNDED", however, I have managed to obtain many of her traits that just plain were irritating growing and have no implemented them into my adult life, the only reason I can think of is, well plain and simple, torture my own kids :biggrin.

Never fear everyone, the aligens have departed the body and I'm now sitting comfy in sweats ~ :mouse ~ now that is more like it!!! :crazy

And what would be a post if I didn't include something my mother in law sent me :biggrin.

Because I Am A Man

Because I'm a man, when I lock my keys in the car I will fiddle with a wire
long after hypothermia has set in.
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Because I'm a man, when the car isn't running very well, I will pop the
hood and stare at the engine as if I know what I'm looking at. If another
man shows up, one of us will say to the other, "I used to be able to fix
these things, but now with all these computers and everything, I wouldn't,
know where to start."

We will then drink beer. _______________________________________________

Because I'm a man, when I catch a cold, I need someone to bring me soup and
take care of me while I lie in bed and moan. You're a woman. You never get
as sick as I do, so for you this isn't a problem.
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Because I'm a man, I can be relied upon to purchase basic groceries at the
store, like milk or bread. I cannot be expected to find exotic items like
"cumin" or "tofu." For all I know, these are the same thing. And never,
under any circumstances, expect me to pick up anything for which "feminine
hygiene product" is a euphemism. (F.Y.I. guys cumin is a
spice) _______________________________________________

Because I'm a man, when one of our appliances stops working, I will insist
on taking it apart, despite evidence that this will just cost me twice as
much, once the repair person gets here and has to put it back together.
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Because I'm a man, I must hold the television remote control in my hand
while I watch TV. If the thing has been misplaced, I may miss a whole show
looking for it (though one time I was able to survive by holding a
calculator). _______________________________________________________

Because I'm a man, there is no need to ask me what I'm thinking about. The
answer is always either sex, cars, or football. I have to make up something
else when you ask, so don't ask.
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Because I'm a man, I do not want to visit your mother, or have your mother
come visit us, or talk to her when she calls, or think about her any more
than I have to. Whatever you got her for Mother's Day is okay; I don't need
to see it. And don't forget to pick up something for my mother, too.
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Because I'm a man, you don't have to ask me if I liked the movie. Chances
are, if you're crying at the end of it, I didn't.
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Because I'm a man, I think what you're wearing is fine. I thought what you
were wearing five minutes ago was fine, too. Either pair of shoes is fine.
With the belt or without it, looks fine. Your hair is fine. You look fine.
Can we just go now? _______________________________________________

Because I'm a man, and this is, after all, the year 2003, I will share
equally in the housework. You just do the laundry, the cooking, the
gardening, the cleaning, the vacuuming, and the dishes, and I'll do the
rest. ______________________________________________

This has been a public service message for Women to better understand the
Male

IF IT WALKS OUT OF THE REFRIGERATOR ~ LET IT GO!!!!