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| I'm not sure if Uncle Darling was trying this out on me when he sent it but as you can see....It didn't fucking work!! |
I'm a mega bitch. Don't you forget it!
Here is a video that everyone needs to take the time to watch. I laughed my ass off.
Who wants a tug toner now!? I bet you can find one for your favorite person this Christmas season! They will thank you!!!
Okay, let me just touch upon "Pinterest". My dear friend J. Strawberry sent me a link to this and I was like, WTF is that? I signed up because it was the nice thing to do. I didn't think much of it and I actually forgot about it for a week or so. Then I was at home on my iPod when I noticed there was a new app for it. I downloaded it and I played around with it for a few minutes but I got sidetracked and forgot about it again.
Then I noticed that people were posting funny shit on Facebook from Pinterest. Well, that drew my attention once again. Long, long story short: I still don't know how the fuck to use Pinterest BUT I am willing to figure it out. I have seen some funny shit that came from it and I love funny shit. When I get finished with this entry, I'm going to see how the actual website works and start pinning!!
If you want to check it out
http://pinterest.com/
J. did you get this from Pinterest? I just know I got it from you:
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| I fucking love it. Irony makes me so happy! |
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| Damn, are those squirrels drunk? |
Okay, so I got this drunk squirrel picture off of Facebook and now I'm wondering....
Are those squirrels......dead? Because I really don't want them to be! I love squirrels. I almost kill myself and others while driving because I don't want to run one over! Please, please tell me that they really are just drunk......If they are dead, I'm sorry sweet little squirrels. I love you and I would never have made a joke out of your dead carcasses. Never. <SNIFF SNIFF>
**Really sweet squirrel story: (One that I really didn't intend to tell today)
Grampa Darling and I used to have a "pet" squirrel that I named Sara. We did not have pets when I was a kid so I had never had a dog or even a fish. Sara was my "pet". She just lived out in the backyard. I have no idea why the damn squirrel was named Sara but it just was. I was probably about 6 or 7 when she was around. Basically it was a squirrel that lived in the huge tree in my Grandparents back yard. Have you ever seen a squirrel from up North? They are HUGE! The squirrels there would eat the squirrels here in SC. SC squirrels are tiny and we don't even see that many! Anyhow, she would come out of her nest and check us out sometimes. Then my Grampa decided we should try to feed her. I didn't think that was going to work but okay. (I now know never to second guess Grampa Darling. He knows EVERYTHING!)
Grampa brought home a big bag of roasted peanuts (still in the shell) and everyday after dinner he helped me coax her, little by little, closer and closer to us. He helped me learn how to sit very still (almost impossible for a 6 year old Apple) and wait very patiently for her to come to us. She would take the peanuts from the sidewalk, back up to her nest.
Grama Darling would yell at Grampa Darling every single day to not touch that squirrel and not let me touch it because it might have rabies or fleas or cooties or whatever. She would get pissed so eventually, I realized not to say anything in front of her about Sara. It was a "secret" between Grampa and I. She knew what we were doing each day but she pretended she didn't so that we could still go mess with the squirrel. LOL
After what seemed like FOREVER, (a few weeks is eternity to a child) Grampa Darling and I were sitting very quietly there together on the steps when Sara walked right up to us and took the first peanut right out of Grampa's fingers!! She sat there for a moment and then RAN up the tree to drop the peanut off at her nest. Then she was back down and taking peanuts out of MY fingers! It was a success!! We got the squirrel to trust us! I was elated. I remember telling everyone at school how cool it was that we did that!
Sara was around for a long time. We fed her every single day and she got more and more friendly and brave. Oh, and don't forget, FAT. She was spoiled rotten! Grampa would bring sunflower seeds, peanuts and all kinds of seeds and things that squirrels love. She didn't have to do anything to eat except be cute and hang out.
One day Grampa told me I needed to come out back and see what was going on with Sara. Apparently, Sara had a husband
I'm sure that Sara and her babies moved at some point. They lived there for a long time. When I was 9 and we moved to SC, Grampa used to tell me on the phone that Sara and her babies were doing well. I guess I grew into a teenager and eventually stopped asking about her but I never did forget Sara, my pet squirrel. I'm sure that Grampa Darling didn't forget her either.
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| These are cute!! |
That is why I really hope those squirrels above have just been indulging in too much beer and they are trying to get over their hangovers and not dead. I hope you enjoyed my squirrel story and NOW, I must move on to other things.
Have a great Tuesday night and maybe I will be back tomorrow......
Laters,
Apple
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