Tombstone Tickets

I swear, these Air New Zealand tickets are going on my tombstone. They can fly my dead body to Wellington and back at the end of April, for I'll have committed hara kiri by then.

Let this be a lesson in over-preparing: I booked too soon, let me rue the results.

(I'm making too much out of this, but ugh. I think I'll take the hit on the money and just go with it.)

WolfGrrl

The Bed Fiasco

Yes, I really did do this. By accident, if that makes me less of an idiot. But I did dye my bed a very bright blue. Sigh.

Anyway, here's how.

1. Bake a birthday cake.
2. Decorate the cake with blue food dye when you run out of colored frosting.
3. Place the decorated cake on your bed.
4. Open the cake keeper.
5. Do not clean off the bed before cutting the cake.
6. Try to keep slices of cake, plates, and junk from falling off the bed.
7. Drop slice of cake frosting-side down on the bed.
8. Swear loudly in three languages.
9. Panic.
10. Attack the bed with Clorox wipes and make the stain bigger.
11. Panic.
12. Give up and change the sheets.

You have now dyed your bed blue.

My sympathies.
WolfGrrl

How WolfGrrl Does Math

Ok, posting twice a day is...meh. But this is so hilarious I wanted to post it. And then I promise I will find something constructive to do that doesn't involve spamming my own blog. Promise.

I am a notorious math person. And notorious is used here in a...derogatory sense. I only wish I was this talented. This was posted by a friend of mine on something else; I saw it; much laughter and tears ensued.

We can't all be as cool as this person (and this teacher).

Ciao amici
WolfGrrl