Today’s “potluck” is super-sized. Guaranteed to cause artery cloggage and heartburn. Sounds super great…like you want more? Yeah! It’s double the fun “potluck” day! I am offering the following food for your pleasure consumption if you dare: mushy, multi-colored hard boiled eggs (you think I wouldn’t serve such a thing?) and left over single serving mac & cheese (please don’t ask why I have left-overs from a SINGLE serving). Mmmmmm….dig in. It’s like I saved all the good food for another potluck. Weird. Alrighty, Google has really been up to no good this week. I received a visitor who googled, “getting green grass”, another “can’t reach my feet how do I paint my toes” and a third, “funny definition of potluck”. Yep, the great Google joke sending those poor readers here only to receive no help. Bad Google. I can’t keep a houseplant alive, let alone grow green grass. Bad Google. I don’t have the coordination to paint my own toes, let alone yours. Bad Google. I can’t define potluck, let alone assure it is funny. Bad Google. Once again the I.F.P.A. (Institute For Potluck Advancement) has the following super informative announcement: Double your potluck, Double your fun! Something that has made me laugh every time I think of it is Limbic Resonance’s assessment of Target’s new supermodel line. It is very ironic. Every morning as a testament to great advertising, Rhett runs through the kitchen yelling, “ANCAKE UFF! ANCAKE UFF! ANCAKE UFF!” Which through careful mommy translation equals…of course, pancake puff. How can I turn the TV of his obsession off? I am about to have a pancake puff riot on my hand. And now another message from the great brains of the IFPA: Potluck, the ultimate driving machine Holy crap, now they are ripping me off while I blatantly steal from others…they must be stopped. I was thinking how grand it has been to have gone 7 years without a sitting in a useless committee meeting. Being a stay at home mom may have it’s dull, idle moments, but none of them compare to sitting in a room with a bunch of people from work discussing a bunch of nothing only to vote on something inconsequential. Maybe I will hold one here at the house today just for the fun of it. I could be in charge because I am the mommy. I am off to the land of IKEA today. This is good for you. I have never gone to IKEA without years worth of stories…so keep your fingers crossed that history repeats itself. (I am sure you will be RUSHING back tomorrow for that!) Wow, that “potluck” was really fun. I just wish there was another one going on somewhere else…



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  1. *gasp* I’ve never been to an IKEA. There are none within a close proximity to my home. I know, I know, cry for me.

  2. Whimper…IKEA…no IKEA here. I’m so desperate for another Besta bookcase that I’m considering paying the unholy shipping. Sigh…IKEA…mmmm…

  3. I am also afraid to go to IKEA. I have the catalog and when I do finally get to go I’m going to PLAN. I’m afraid it’s like going to a foreign country and not speaking the language. I will be watching this blog for details on IKEA.

  4. You could be in charge because you were the mommy – too funny!!! I don’t those ridiculously useless meetings either = NOPE!!

    Thanks for coming by Holly – nice to see you. Hope you are well. See you soon = Kellan

  5. Thanks for the comment! Hmmm…
    Me thinks I will have to steal the Pot Luck idea…hmmmm…

    Can’t wait to hear about Ikea!!

  6. I was thinking of how to comment and charm you with my wit, but as I scrolled down to post a comment, I saw that you actually have a label for ILLSA (I love long silly acronymns) and I almost fell out of my chair in hysterics. I thought I would kudos you instead of charming you with my wit.

    KEEP BELIEVING