I sometimes have these weird urges come over me. I do not usually act on them, because I know they are totally irrational.
For instance, I sometimes feel the urge to swerve the car dangerously while I am driving. Of course I'd NEVER do that, but I wonder WHERE that thought even comes from.
Every now and then, I get so worked up/wound up/stressed out, I just want to SCREAM as loud as I can, especially in public. Again, I'd never actually do it, but the urge is sometimes hard to repress.
A few days ago, I made breakfast for supper, including my famous Orange Juice Slushy. Now, this incident MAY have had something to do with the fact that I'd replaced some of the water in the recipe with an adult "beverage", but I had an urge and I did not, COULD NOT, stop myself...
...The Orange Juice Slushy had been sitting for a little while and had separated. I needed a refill. The lid was not on the blender. I knew better. I did. But, my thought process was, "It only needs a quick little whirl..."
And I pushed the button.
And I ended up with Orange Julius all over myself, the cabinets, the floor, the counter, and quite possibly the ceiling.
I wiped it all up as fast as I could and pretended nothing out of the ordinary had happened between me and the blender.
I am weird.
For instance, I sometimes feel the urge to swerve the car dangerously while I am driving. Of course I'd NEVER do that, but I wonder WHERE that thought even comes from.
Every now and then, I get so worked up/wound up/stressed out, I just want to SCREAM as loud as I can, especially in public. Again, I'd never actually do it, but the urge is sometimes hard to repress.
A few days ago, I made breakfast for supper, including my famous Orange Juice Slushy. Now, this incident MAY have had something to do with the fact that I'd replaced some of the water in the recipe with an adult "beverage", but I had an urge and I did not, COULD NOT, stop myself...
...The Orange Juice Slushy had been sitting for a little while and had separated. I needed a refill. The lid was not on the blender. I knew better. I did. But, my thought process was, "It only needs a quick little whirl..."
And I pushed the button.
And I ended up with Orange Julius all over myself, the cabinets, the floor, the counter, and quite possibly the ceiling.
I wiped it all up as fast as I could and pretended nothing out of the ordinary had happened between me and the blender.
I am weird.
Stacey's Orange Juice Slushy:
6 oz. frozen orange juice concentrate
10-15 ice cubes
1/2 cup sugar
1 cup milk
1 cup water OR 1/2 cup water, 1/2 cup rum (or vodka, or Malibu...take your pick)
Blend it all up. With the top ON.
6 Comments:
You rock. Let's hang out. I'll bring the popcorn. You bring the slushees. Double the liquid fun.
I swear, anytime I need a good laugh, I look to your blog...and you ALWAYS deliver. Keep putting those smiles on my face...because, you know...your blog is all for ME. ;)
Honey, you need two weeks in Mexico with the hubs - no kids required.
Or, you know, a weekend to yourself in some quiet hotel somewhere that offers spa/massage in the same building. Obviously no kids, but husband optional for that one ;)
Oh. And while doing either of these activities, you must ingest many yummy adult beverages. But not put them in blenders with no lids on.
I did that with a bottle of wine once. I could not find a corkscrew and my best friend and I wanted to drink the wine. Now why one of us did not just go buy one, I will never know. But I had the bright idea to push the cork down into the bottle, with a screwdriver and hammer (yeah, I know) and the cork went down alright! But, half the bottle of wine (red wine at that) came out all over me, the counter, the cabinets, the floor, you get the picture!
*uncontrollable giggling* You all are killing me here! We need to have one big blogger party!
I've had the urge to pull the fire alarm at work before, just the other day actually. No clue why.
I want Orange Julius now - we still have one here in my neck of the woods.
And as always, thanks for putting a smile on my face....TGIF!
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