And then...

Thoughts for the day that are in no way whining.

-I was called an "idiot", albeit indirectly at lunch. I'm going to have to start coming up with some more snappy comebacks to take to the eating place with me.

-I've turned into an iPod widow. I didn't mean to, but I totally did this to myself. I bought Pants the video iPod for Christmas with the intention of garnering the wife-of-the-year award and instead I lost a husband. Before marriage, I fully understood and dealt with the fact that, during football season, I would rarely see Pants. I was OK with that because during football season, there's tons of other things happening that I can go to that Pants wouldn't think twice about attending with me (fall craft sales anyone?) so I could go to these things with a clear conscience that Pants was happily pacified at home in front of the TV. However, now he's spending hours in the home office ripping our massive DVD collection to the iPod and brings the iPod to bed to watch sometimes before he goes to sleep. I've even seen him bring it to the living room and sit in front of Awesome-o 5001, while the TV is on, and watch his iPod. I've created a monster and the worst part is, I did it to myself. I knew I should have gotten him that freezer, at least then I'd be getting tons of good food stocked up.

-I love the word Hater-ade. I learned it watching wrestling of some sort when a Matt Damon look-alike used it. I used to be a big Triple-H fan, but that guy's looking old these days and John Cena looks like he's just stepped out of some kind of Supremacy. And that Shawn Michaels, buddy, get a freakin' hair cut, please. Your wussy hair just makes you look that much older and implausible as a wrestler. Now, I'm sure you've had your day in the sun when you were awesome, but these days that hair's really hurting you. At least The Edge's hair is purty. Lita, his girlfriend/wife/skank, on the other hand, needs to quit dying her hair that tacky, wanna be Goth red color. Yuck. She's got it all frizzy because it's been over-dyed and she's out there tossing it around like that's supposed to attract a guy. Not that I'm a super-seductress or anything, but I do know ugly hair. She needs a hot oil treatment or something. I also found the fact that when The Edge and Lena decided to celebrate his recent Champion title with a live sex act in the middle of the wrestling ring Pants got uncomfortable. Mr. I-love-porn thought that was too much. It was pretty silly altogether, so it was that much funnier that he thought it was beyond the pale. I think that's about it for now, but I'll probably give my further thoughts on wrestling and the hair that flows in coming weeks, not that you care.