So, in an attempt to get lucky on New Year’s Eve, I did, I admit, join an Online Dating Service, which shall remain un- named, but it starts with a J and ends with Date. So, last night, with much anticipation, I log on and very excitedly, notice my MESSAGE BOX blinking. And I think, “this is an omen. This is it. My New Year’s date. But, of course, my life and my luck, here’s the message that I got:
So, I’m thinking that the omen may actually one of three …
Really? REALLY? You can purchase these jeans from Sanna’s Shop for about $88
This is the most hysterical thing I have ever seen. If you haven’t already, here it is.
That’s correct. ONE in every color. But there is ONE matching pair left. They look like this:
Sometimes we find the missing sock:
And sometimes…we don’t.
As the year draws to an end, it’s not only time for holiday madness, but time to get rid of all that Flexible Spending Medical Account and make all those doctors visits, that you’ve been, well DREADING. (After all, who wants to get hit with those Out of Network deductibles the first month of the year.?) So, while you dread, you might as well make that phone call to the Worst, Worstiest, doctor of all. But first, see if you recognize the signs (click for audio version!) : The Worstiest Doctor of All
Look at this fun tool from Weightwatchers. Of course, they are trying to sell you their products, duh.