Category: Humor

Posted in Family, Humor

“Yolking It”

Posted on by Neal Saye

So here’s a little shot of a corner of our kitchen. Our trio basket of perishables. Some of our cook books. A few spices.

But wait, before you move on, take a moment to look back up in the upper left hand corner of the photo.

See them? Two little chicken heads.

When both of them transitioned to our home via Amazon, I had no idea what they were.

But Robert had … adopted them.

I endured their relentless clucking for several days until I finally confronted HR and asked him, “Why? What?”

Unfazed by my frustrated confusion, he simply directed me to look at their mouths

“Oh … kay…” I answered, still not understanding.

“Neal, you crack an egg into the crown of the cute little dish. Then you tilt it forward and only the egg white pours out of the mouth!!!

He explained this with absolute thrill.

I stared at him, dumbfounded.

“But I just crack the egg and pour out the white carefully, “I replied.

Robert just stared back.

Posted in Humor

“Pine-Apple-ing”

Posted on by Neal Saye

So I walked into our bathroom, an hour or so ago, in order to, well you know.

I started to sit down and saw this …

“Wait, what’s going on?” I thought, as I leisurely, then worriedly gazed at the curtained window. “Is this my bathroom?! Where AM I?”

“Is that an alien just outside my bathroom window? Look at his/her TALL hair!”

Terrified, I was ready to squeal, to yell for HR (Husband Robert- you know that!) to come help me, when I decided that, “No, let’s pull back the curtain. Kind of like with the Wizard of Oz.”

And then I realized.

HR had just put the pineapple in the bathroom window to catch some sun and ripen a bit more.

But seriously, IN THE BATHROOM?!

Posted in Humor

It Doesn’t Take Much

Posted on by Neal Saye

I love to be happy. Don’t we all? And it doesn’t take much to make me so.

Over the weekend, HR and I traversed over to our favorite new Savannah bakery, Sweet Patricia’s. WE LOVE THIS PLACE!

Our breakfast was BEYOND delicious. But the piece de resistance was … the bathroom.

It exuded happiness.

On the way out, I told beautiful Morgan, the face of Sweet Patricia’s (at least on that day), that we claim the bathroom, and hope to move one of the tables into the bathroom next time we eat there.

Morgan responded: “We will reserve it for you!”

Like I said, it doesn’t take much.

Posted in Humor, Pets

Hello HuggieKitty

Posted on by Neal Saye

So as some of you know, if you follow my blog, HR’s (Husband Robert’s) older cat Boopers passed away recently.

It was a tough transition for Robert.

Robert and Boopers

Boopers’ “brother” Benny has also had a difficult time adjusting to life without Boopers. Especially at night. They often slept together.

Robert and Benny

So Robert recently ordered a HuggieKitty … “companion” for Benny.

DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THESE THINGS?!

HuggieKitty has a heartbeat!

HuggieKitty can purr!

HuggieKitty even has an insertable heat pack to simulate body warmth!

My first thought when HuggieKitty arrived:

“Robert, do you really think Benny is stupid enough to think that is a real cat?! He is much smarter than that. He will have NOTHING to do with … HuggieKitty“

OKAY

P.S. I have ordered a HuggieKitty for myself in case Robert gets a job as a night watchman, or something.

Posted in Humor

Poo Poo Hustle

Posted on by Neal Saye

I’m thinking of my rambunctious grandchildren right now, especially when they were around four or five years old. I’m minding my own business, sitting in the waiting room at my dermatologist for my yearly checkup. A tad nervous.

An obviously frazzled mother is also here with her little son and daughter.

The little fellow speaks up/SCREAMS UP every few seconds.

“Mommy needs to poo poo, don’t you mommy?”

“I need to poo poo, don’t you mommy?”

To the cute and quiet little sister: “You are a poo poo.”

The mother tries to rein him in: “There are other people here. And they don’t want to hear you.”

(From my perspective she was wrong. I am all ears.)

The little fellow: “They all just need to poo poo.”

I inwardly cackled as I was called back to see the doc.

As I was waiting in the examination room, I decided to Google the “kid fascination with poop thing.”

Did you know there are books written on this subject?!

And there’s research being done on it?!

And programs to deal with it?!

My perspective: Don’t let them be cruel or obnoxious, but Let Kids be Kids.