Ever notice the days you have truly random conversations about nothing important? I do. I think it's because they are absolutely priceless. They hold no real value other than to scratch your head and think did I really spend 5 minutes talking about that?!
Yesterday, I had 2 random conversations that made me laugh. I started my day in a text conversation with a friend about tiaras vs crowns. There were 2 text conversations going on and things began to overlap. I had a feeling she was scolding me for my lack of crown vs tiara comments and decided to clear matters up by calling her.
Turns out, I was being scolded for my lack of "bling" knowledge. I didn't know it was a huge deal, but apparently only a queen wears a crown and other royalty wear tiaras. I was also reminded how a tiara is not even in height and doesn't fully go around one's head. My response: "If 2 people are standing 50 feet away from me, one with a tiara the other wearing a crown, I won't be able to tell the difference. They'll both be wearing something on their head that sparkles."
The funniest part about my educational conversation is that I shared it with YogaGirl who also couldn't believe I didn't know the difference and the importance of the crown vs the tiara.
I'm chalking up this conversation to extreme temperatures in the Northeast.
So, that was my first conversation. I ended my day with this conversation with hubby (words from a man who has come up with such gems as the ending a great date in a movie theatre parking lot sharing a can of Colt 45) who decided to share his idea for the next great invention: The Fart Pillow. Yes. The Fart Pillow. Similar to the whoopie cushion, you'd put your head down on your pillow, it'd make the noise of a whoopie cushion, but release the odors of rotten eggs.
I tried to point out how this would backfire on the person playing the joke because he would suffer from the rotten egg smell. He wouldn't have that protective smell barrier (the one that lets you believe your farts don't stink) and would suffer to.
I wonder how today will go. My first real conversation with anyone is an interview. I just hope I don't slip and share my husband's brilliant invention of the fart pillow.
9 comments:
ha. yeah its smoking hot here...so if i say something weird yeah...bling huh? smiles.
I like the new look of the blog. I'll confess I didn't know about who exactly could wear a crown, but still maintain you could totally tell the difference between a crown and a tiara even from a distance.
I don't know about crowns vs. tiaras but my most random conversation was 'Hot dogs vs. tacos - which is better?'
I was the hot dog proponent and it lasted about an hour before we gave up. A 3rd friend was laughing so hard she said she needed a couple of aspirins.
There is a reason we're called old farts. {*grin*} Who needs a pillow to assist?
Those were some random conversations...and a fart pillow? Eeeewwww. No hubby. Just no.
♥Spot
I think the fart pillow is a million dollar idea. Just go with it.
Brian - I'd love to believe it was the heat, but alas, I know it wasn't.
DB - I think you're mistaken about the crown vs tiara.
So Cal Gal - LOVE the hot dog!!! Never want to know what is in one because I love them so.
Dan - I thought only men were considered old farts :-)
Spot - I agree.
Yankee Girl - I bet you're right especially if marketing to a 12 year old boy.
The Fart Pillow =hilarious.
That is all. :)
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