I know that saying about not crying over spilled milk, everyone in the English speaking world knows that saying and I’m sure there are other versions for other languages lol but what about milk going sour overnight…is it ok to cry a little over that? or at least swear a bit?
I ask this because last night my milk was fine, this morning when I went to put some in my morning tea (well, ok, afternoon tea cause I slept in but still! it’s my first cup for the day and in my world that is practically sacred lol) it had gone bad. Ugh. When I opened the lid I got a whiff of that horrible smell nobody wants to experience but I tried to pretend I didn’t smell anything and poured some milk in to my tea…where it curdled. Double ugh. A lovely cup of tea wasted. Sadness.
I’ve never been able to understand how something seems to go instantly bad. Sure sure, I know it didn’t happen in an instant, it has sloooowly been going bad since it was packaged and shipped to the store but it feels like an instant process…is it only me that feels that way?
On a completely different note I would like the world to stop associating all of Canada with that annoying Bieber kid who is constantly embarrassing us and instead focus on these guys…
These fine gentlemen are the Canadian Mens Bobsled Team for the 2014 Olympics. I now have a new sport to pay attention to lol π The guys posted this pic on one of their Twitter feeds, apparently they had to weigh in hence the lack of clothes, I wonder how much the beards weigh? I also wonder when bobsled athletes became so muscle-y, I always thought they were super skinny, like in the movie Cool Runnings (ya know, the movie about the Jamaican Bobsled Team competing in Calgary, AB, if you haven’t seen it you should, it’s a funny movie π ) Not that I am complaining about the muscles, or the uh, skin show *blush*, just curious if the increased muscle mass has any adverse affect on speed or aerodynamics…and of course that curiosity is the sole reason I will be watching the bobsled races once the Olympics start…that sounds convincing…right? π teehee
The cat is causing mayhem this evening. He is in an especially hyper mood and chasing a stuffed ladybug all over the place. Keep in mind the toy doesn’t move on its own, he is chasing it because he is flinging it places, it’s really cute to watch lol. He flung it in to the air and it landed in a cloth bag that has various items in it, he couldn’t get it out because the sides of the bag are too high for him to reach to the bottom so he knocked the bag over but then couldn’t get the toy out because one of the items was squishing it. Watching him try to find a solution to this problem made me appreciate his cunning even more then I already do…it also made me wonder why he hasn’t killed me in my sleep yet because I’m certain he could lol. While in pursuit of his ladybug he has knocked over countless things and created havoc in my tiny apartment. I don’t reeeeally mind cause he doesn’t do this all the time and hey, it’s his home too right? Why shouldn’t he be allowed to go a little nutso sometimes? What sucks is he doesn’t clean up after himself, the spoiled brat lol, which means tomorrow I shall be cleaning his mess. I know I know, I should be cleaning the mess up now but it is just papers etc and I’m busy watching Criminal Minds before I go to bed lol Sleep first! Cleaning some other time! That’s a good order don’t ya think? π
Great posst thanks