Project Alicia

(Visualize an Al Bundy type photo here. I didn't have anything great, but promise to pull my camera out of hibernation soon.)

Besides the obvious annoyances: farting, belching, loud boystrous shouting at meaningless, trivial sporting events and such, leaving piles of clothes strewn about the house, having obnoxious pet names for everything (i.e. Wal-Mart= Wally World, coupons=tampons, handicap=handicrap, etc), hogging the remote, and oh of course, sleeping through oh-say, ANYTHING...

I have a few new ones.

Today I have been accused of being too old to blog. It's for people a decade younger who grew up with computers and can have followers who understand the blog realm.

I was also accused of having a speech impediment because MEN only hear what they want and don't really listen, and of course need some lame excuse when they realize the obvious... they are screwed because they weren't listening.

Oh, and let us not forget the plea to never have garlic again because according to him the smell was eminating from my pores.

So, in light of these recent blunt remarks I've decided to blog more, talk more often and more annoyingly, and yes folks... eat garlic. What are some great foods with garlic? Hmmm...

It seems only fair. Don't ya think? All is fair in love and war. Am I wrong?

But oh, then they have to go and do something super sweet like help you paint an annoying bathroom with like a million obstacles just when you were at your wit's end. And finish up the last of the trim that was out of your 60+ inch reach on tippy toes. Ok, I'm a bit phobic of ladders, but not important here. Focus.

They are curious creatures. Whoever thought that we could ever work together long term was a pot smokin' crazy!

But at the end of the day, even when you can't stand them and nothing about them makes sense, ya can't help but love 'em- quirks and all... (Well, at least most days.)