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bunkum: fortunicate

What better to do on a weekend than sit around and Bunkum. Of course, I'll be sitting around on a speeding metal tube at 26,000 feet above the Atlantic. But you guys can have some fun while I'm spanning the globe in a single flight. Remember how this works?

  • For the made-up word above yours in the comments, post a definition and/or use the word in a sentence.
  • Then leave a made-up word for the next person. Come back to chime in as often as you’d like!

Starter word: fortunicate (compliments of Mandy)

brownie points

We recently crossed the 10,000 comments mark here at The Grit. Brandy won the competition by posting the coveted 10,000th comment. And oh, what words of wisdom she had to share.

Brandy's prize was a box of baked love from Fat Witch Brownies. From the pictures she sent me, I think she enjoyed them...

What do you think the prize should be for the 20,000th comment?

jabberwacky: beautiful

Since we haven't Jabberwackyed in a while, here's a refresher on how this works.

  • Post the first word or phrase that comes to mind when you read the word above yours in the comments.

  • Come back and add to the mix as often as you’d like.

  • You can challenge the preceding commenter to explain if you don’t understand the connection they made when they wrote their word. (If you know your word choice won’t make sense to others, take time to explain it.)

  • The last word when I close comments will be the first word next time.

Starter word: beautiful (compliments of Melissita over at Nature Girl)

i have pms

I'm alive! My tonsillectomy went well on Friday. Aside from the minutes when I couldn't breathe as they tried to wake me from the anesthesia and my puke-fest after they wheeled me into recovery, everything went smoothly. (Sheesh!) I was at the hospital for quite a few hours more than originally planned (because of the aforementioned mishaps), and have been mostly horizontal since I got home.

My man has been a wonderful form of PMS---he's my Pain Management Specialist. He's taking such good care of me, keeping me hydrated and as doped up as I'm legally allowed to be. He also bought the boxed set of Friends for us to watch during my recovery. Between eating ice-pops and applesauce, drinking lots of slushy iced tea, and taking liquid med-hell-ication, we've already watched the first 1.5 seasons.

But now for the news you're really interested in.

The winner of the 10,000th comment contest is...

with this comment:

Ooooh Ice cream. If I was there I’d make you a killer HOMEMADE milkshake. Oh yes I would. They are delightful! :D

So, Brandy (a.k.a. Bran, Bran Muffin, BM, Raisin Bran, cereal lady), when do I get that milkshake?!

Thanks, everyone, for playing along. And for all your love and prayers...

book deals and comment wars

Today's the day Cheech and Chong get evicted. If you're unsure who Cheech and Chong are, let me clarify: They are not my boobs. They are my tonsils. And they have names because, well, anything that big deserves to be called by a proper noun.

But alas, it's time for them to go. Don't worry too much about them; from what I hear, they already have a book deal.

As for me, I certainly appreciate your prayers!

It's probably gonna be a little quiet around here for the next few days, at least from my end but hopefully not from yours. You see, we're getting close to the 10,000th comment mark. I'm not telling you how close, because...

Whoever posts the 10,000th comment wins!

Wins what? you wonder. Not telling. But believe you me, it will be so worth it!

Couple o' rules:

  1. Comments must consist of full sentences to count.
  2. The winner has to email me a picture of him/herself with the prize (upon receipt of it), to be featured here at the Grit.

I'll see you again when I'm a few pounds lighter (yes, they are that big!). And may the best blogger win!