First day back to work: Hubband-Style

So, as I type this I realize I'm in a rather unusual humor this morning. I've had "this isn't right; it's not even fair, really..." running through my head since I took this photo but it's just not making any difference.  I have to post it.

I'm an early riser.  Clearly, Hubband is not.

Just to further the proof that my sense of humor is slightly skewed this morning, I challenge you to find the one thing in this photo that makes me laugh even harder than Hubband hiding his head under a pillow to avoid hearing his cell phone alarm which goes off every 10 minutes.  I've heard it go off at least 8 times already. 

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No? You don't see it? It's the rather large bottle of hand lotion appropriately sitting next to the box of Kleenex. For those of you who don't get the humor in this... I'm sorry. I'm not going to explain it to you. For those of you who do get it, let it be said: "My Hubband is a satisfied man. It's simply a case of sophomoric humor causing me to note something so mundane on a man's bedside table".

I should go try to be a grown up now. I have a job to do after all...

Fancy Dancy What?

I had a meeting with a photographer yesterday morning.  Photographers always inspire me to be more spontaneous with my camera work ("camera work" being the little camera on my cell phone).  Yesterday, I was presented with a perfect opportunity to take a spur-of-the-moment picture or two.  

This photo quality, of course, is proof-positive why I'm not a photographer.  It's blurry.  But, I ask you, at first blush, if you saw this mounted on a wall, would you know what it was?  I hadn't seen one before.  I thought it was some new fandangled purse holder, or maybe a baby changing station - oh, did I neglect to mention I was in a restroom?

Turns out, upon closer inspection, it has a more practical function:

It's a HAND DRYER!  You move your hands up and down through an incredibly powerful blast of air.  Turns out, while looking all space-agey to me, it works pretty well.  

Based on the incredulous look I received from the other lady in the restroom, though, it's likely best if I keep my spontaneous photo moments out of restrooms. *giggle*

I'm a Movie Star

Kinda.  Sorta.

My pal Sean of Resolusean Photography recently did a photo session with Hubband and I.  His wife and I are good friends and I've let my freak flag fly a few times lately around her - she's discovered my obsession with sharks.  Apparently I've shared a tidbit or two with Sean too.  Here's his latest creation.  It's too good not to share!

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So I Married A...

Nerd.

This is what my darling husband has chosen to do with his afternoon.  He and a friend of his (a former roommate, in fact) have decided to take the first nice, sunny day in about 6 days and spend it inside playing this...

Arkham Horror.  Can you SEE all the pieces? 

I'll be sitting on the couch, in my comfy clothes, wrapped up in my pink Snuggie (oh yeah, I said SNUGGIE), sipping my ginger beer and losing myself in my book - the third book in the Percy Jackson series.  Which, for those of you who know what these books are, likely relegates me to "Nerd" status too.

Life. Is. Good.

I Couldn't Resist

Don't get me wrong, I'm all for Women's Lib and women being strong and not being put down by "the man" but I couldn't resist sharing this for a laugh!

You May Live in Canada...

Most American's I meet these days ask me "Are you Canadian"?  Apparently even after 3 years here my accent isn't quite gone (though I'm told my husband's is stronger than mine and he's been here 8 years!).  So, I thought it would be fun to post these "You may live in Canada" shorts.  They made me laugh.  Enjoy!

If your local Dairy Queen is closed from September through May...
You may live in Canada.

If someone in a Home Depot store offers you assistance and they don't work there...
You may live in Canada.

If you've worn shorts and a parka at the same time...
You may live in Canada.

If you've had a lengthy telephone conversation with someone who dialed a wrong number...
You may live in Canada.

If 'Vacation' means going anywhere south of Detroit for the weekend...
You may live in Canada.

If you measure distance in hours...
You may live in Canada.

If you know several people who have hit a deer more than once...
You may live in Canada.

If you have switched from 'heat' to 'A/C' in the same day and back again...
You may live in Canada.

If you can drive 90 km/hr (that's 56 mph) through 2 feet of snow during a raging blizzard without flinching...
You may live in Canada.

If you install security lights on your house and garage but leave both unlocked...
You may live in Canada.

If you carry jumper cables in your car and your wife knows how to use them...
You may live in Canada.

If you design your kid's Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit...
You may live in Canada.

If the speed limit on the highway is 80 km (50 mph) -- you're going 95 (60 mph) and everybody is passing you...
You may live in Canada.

If driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled with snow...
You may live in Canada.

If you know all 4 seasons as: Almost Winter, Winter, Still Winter, and Road Construction...
You may live in Canada.

If you have more miles on your snow blower than your car...
You may live in Canada.

If you find -2C (29F) degrees 'a little chilly'...
You may live in Canada.