Behwemoth?

You know what’s awesome? Pancakes for dinner. We had a couple VERY ripe bananas, not enough for banana bread, and we had nothing else to do with them, so we put them on pancakes. Was a good idea, without it we would’ve been having chips and salsa for dinner. Grocery time tomorrow!

You know what’s not awesome? I have a scratch on my butt. Obviously my nails are too sharp. Or I scratch itches too hard. Either way, it feels like something is trying to stab me whenever I sit down. Silly sensitive butt.

You know what is really not awesome? This afternoon, all of a sudden there was voices. RIGHTTHERE. There was 2 guys outside our front door (which doesn’t get used) just chatting away, grabbing the ladder that lives under the snow. It would be nice to have warning of people coming to do things on the roof, took me a bit to find their truck and work out that they were steam cleaners (doing what on a roof?) Was better that when random people come to do work outside on Sundays. That’s extra creepy.

You know what’s creepy? My husband. He’s singing along to ads on tv as if he is a puppet. Mouth just opens and closes, no movement. So creepy.

I got multiple notes on the previous entry with the word arse. Which is amusing… and silly. Have I ever said arse over ass? I’m pretty sure it’s always been ass to me. Pronounced more like arse, but not as much as others do. It’s not as assy as some people say ass though.

And bottom makes 10. 10 references to fleshy behind. Now that’s 11. That’s a less great number to finish on. But I’m not going to keep going to the next good number. That would be silly. And buttular.