Guy Stuff

Apparently there is an unspoken code among the male population. There are things about the "guy" act that perplex me. My husband and my son...GOD LOVE THEM...they are one and the same.

Watching my son with his friends...they are the SAME WAY.

Junk ball? REALLY? Where is the fun in throwing a ball at another "guy's" junk FUN?

We women don't walk by each other, punch each other in the boobies, and say RIGHT ON!! We don't even think of such a thing. NOR do we think about hitting men in the balls (unless they really deserve it for something of course).

Why is it okay for "guys" to walk by each other and PUNCH EACH OTHER in the junk?

I will never understand why this is alright, or acceptable.

Don't EVEN get me started on the "MAN UP" code that tells a kid to ignore what a doctor says, in order to not be eliminated from the playoff game.

This conversation ACTUALLY took place tonight:

Fubby #2 (very close friend of mine, and this is his actual nickname): What the hell happened?
Ty: Hurt my shoulder.
#2: HOW? Were you goofing off in class?
Ty: Not exactly, but was playing a game in class.
#2: Why are you wearing the sling? What are you, a panzy?
Ty: My MOM made me wear it.
FUBBY: Why the hell did you listen to your mom? MAN UP KID!!

None of the "guys" knew I was standing right behind them.

I had to walk away. Fubby will hear about this later...but alas...I fought the MOM urge to kick the two FUBBYS in the junk myself.

How long will THIS last?

Can you tell what this is a picture of?
You'll have to ignore the poor lighting.

Ignore the screwdriver on the table.
This post isn't about that.

Look at HOW MANY JACKETS are on this chair.
Grandy has given up and declared to be on strike in the "chase after you to hang up your jacket" category.

What does this mean?
It means we play THE
GUESS HOW MANY JACKETS WILL END UP ON THIS CHAIR GAME!!

Anybody with the closest number in the pool wins a prize.
You get to kill my Fubby FOR me!

WTF Wednesday - NABLOPOMO

In the post script of Monday's post, Grandy mentioned she was on crack.

Wait...WRONG POST!!

No wait, I remember now.

You can probably tell that Grandy has been sucking slacking a bit in her frequency of blog posts. Writing has usually been a healthy way for Grandy to release her tension, frustration, silliness, and whatever other mood she's feeling. For about the last year, I have struggled with the expression. This blog is now 3 YEARS OLD, and I didn't even memorialize the blog-versary.

Well, soon after this blog began, I joined my first month of NaBloPoMo (which stands for National Blog Posting Month). You must post every day for the month of November. I think somewhere there's prizes, but I never worry about that (nor do I care). What that first round did for me was encourage me to just get out there and write. I'm excited to see what I come up with, but most excited to have something positive to focus on!!

So readers...are you ready?????????

GRANDY IS BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!

I've been CLONED...Kinda

Have you ever Googled your name? You should try it. Be sure you put a " and then another " outside your name, to eliminate the gazillion hits that have either your first or last name somewhere in the context. Imagine how many hits come up with the word "Mary" in them.

Good news for THIS Grandy is that there are only 2,140 hits when I Google my name. Most of them are NOT me. I have over 450 friends on Facebook, and quite the growing network on LinkedIn, but that doesn't mean that I want to find a ton of hits with my name associated with it out there in the universe.

When I Googled "Functional Shmunctional", I found about 3700 hits. Several of them related to some blog posts here, a couple were just straight this site. I liked the multiple hits that related to a fireplace. Really, what does "Functional Shmunctional" say about a fireplace anyway? That it "kinda works"?

What was interesting, was in the midst of those searches was another blog called Functional Shmunctional. ::blink blink:: HUH?

I went to the blog, and found that it appears to have been a student project of some sort. Even better...it was based on TECHNOLOGY. Oh WOW!! Somehow this blog, whose author struggles most days with all things technologically inclined, morphs my title with my nemesis...technology.

That. Is. CLASSIC!!!

I've gone over and left a little hello for my fellow Functionally Challenged blogger. But I must admit here...I've read several of the posts, and have NO IDEA what they are talking about. Maybe we should keep quiet about my trial second blog, "The Girly Anti-Geek". We don't want to scare them off completely, now do we?

So tell me...what is the best thing you find when you Google your name or your blog??

Another NaBloPoMo

You want to see something cute??



Yep!! That's my boy at HOMECOMING!! He took a very sweet girl, went to dinner with a group of friends, and had a great time. I hear a rumor he even DANCED!!

GOOD TIMES!!

p.s. Grandy has decided there has not been enough posts on here lately. To jump start her stupidity motivation, she has decided to participate in another round of NaBloPoMo. Let's do this!!! I make no promises for 30 days of "quality" content...but we always have FUN!!