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Choose happy

You probably thought I fell off the face of the earth. Well genius, that can’t actually happen. Actually, I’ve been hiding under a rock and feeling a little sorry for myself. So, what’s the remedy? I figure it’s laughter. So let’s be fabulous bears and laugh our tooshies off.


Thanks to the usual site!


Let’s pretend it’s not snowing

We can pretend, right? Secretly though, I don’t really mind that it’s snowing. “Excuse me,” I hear you say. “But who are you and what have you done with my friend Sarah? You know, the one who loves warm sunshine and despises slush?” Well don’t worry little bears, it’s really me. The reason I’m not concerned about the snow is that in a week from today, I’ll be on a beach in Cuba! So snow, do you worst (except not your WORST, because I don’t want my flight to be cancelled) from now until the end of Mach. MUAHAHAHA!

In the meantime, here are some things to make you laugh.

Happy March Break, everyone! Check out The Berry, Damn You Autocorrect and The Chive for more fun.

Love From Sarah

Wake up from your slumber, little bears.

*SNORT… w… what? Oh, sorry. I’ve been hibernating instead of blogging. Maybe these funnies will help me get out of winter snooze mode. Enjoy!

Hope that helped you, too! Have a super duper fantastic day, my friends!

As usual, with some help from The Berry, Damn You Autocorrect and Awkward Family Photos.

Love From Sarah

Bear-y Funny

I’ve always loved bears. Bears in general and my own teddy bear in specific. Today’s post has a bear-y noticeable amount of cuddly creatures in it, but that’s pretty much just coincidental because all I was trying to do here was make a laugh-y kind of post.

I hope you like it bear-y much.

As always, with bear-y much thanks to The Berry, The Chive, and Awkward Family Photos

Have a fantastic weekend!

Love From Sarah

Christmas Eve Eve… Eve?

Whatever you want to call it, it’s time to celebrate! Today’s my last day of work for 2011, so naturally I’m doing things that waste time. You might as well join me for a few laughs along the way. Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah and Happy New Year, everyone!

Merry Christmas Eve Eve Eve!

Thanks to my friends at The Berry and Damn You Autocorrect and Invisible Cats.

Rats, bats and dead birds. Oh my!

Hiya! I know what you’re thinking – it’s been a while. You were probably all like “where is she? who am I? where am I?” and stuff. Well never fear – I’m back and ready to share more ridiculous stories with you.

Today’s topic of discussion is one I was having with one of my very best friends the other day. It’s all about indoor animals vs. outdoor animals.

I’m not really afraid of animals, as long as they’re in the proper place. For instance, snakes belong outside. Preferably in a jungle somewhere. I don’t really care as long as they’re as far away from me as possible. Why would you want a snake for a pet anyway? Euch.

So like I said, animals are fine as long as they’re in their place. What’s not cool is when one of those animals somehow wanders into your human territory and freaks you the eff out.

Rachel and I were having a bit of a laugh about it because she’s having issues with rats partying it up in her attic. People keep trying to convince her to climb up there and see what’s what – or to at least stick her hand up and feel around for the thing. We both had the same reaction: are you KIDDING me? Hell no! You think I’m going to feel around for a RAT in my HOUSE? Now, we’re both animal lovers. We don’t want the thing to come to an untimely end if it doesn’t have to. It just needs to get out of the house and never come back. Like, yesterday.

As much as the rat hoedown is bothering Rachel – and it is; she’s had to move to a different bedroom in order to get a wink of sleep – what’s even more disturbing to her is the dead bird on her patio.

Now, we all have our quirks. To some, a dead bird on the patio is an easy fix: grab a shovel and fling the poor dead creature into the woods. To those who are terrified of dead things, this poses quite the problem. Especially when it’s blocking the path to your laundry room. Last time I talked to her, poor Rachel was down to her last pair of clean undies and was too afraid to check and see if the creature in question was still there. Because if it was, let’s face it: that last pair of undies wouldn’t stay clean for much longer.

My horrific indoor animal situation came about last winter when I was minding my own business, sitting at my computer in my own human territory. All of the sudden, out of the corner of my eye, I see something strange in the living room airspace. “Huh,” I thought to myself. “I must be seeing things.” And returned my gaze to the computer screen.

Next thing I know, that movement is back. Only this time, it’s dive-bombing my head. Naturally, I start screaming.

“WHAAAAAAA!!!! MOOOOMMM!!!!! AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRHHHHGGGGGGGGHAAAAAA!!!!!” It was a bat. A bat in the kitchen, dive-bombing my head. As I proceeded act appropriately in this situation (throwing myself on the floor and screaming bloody murder), Mom just stood there, legs crossed, doubled over with hysterical laughter – at my expense.

“WHAT DOES IT WANT WITH US?!?” I screeched, in the fetal position by the cupboard. “Get it out!! Get it OUT!!”

Mom gave a few half-hearted attempts to rid the beast from our midst, but it ended up just chilling out on the curtains until it eventually disappeared. By that point though, I hardly noticed.

For some reason, Mom seemed more concerned with my reaction than the bat itself. Her solution to the problem: pouring red wine down my throat like a mama bird regurgitating into her screaming chick’s open mouth.

The moral of the story, folks, is this: some animals simply don’t belong indoors. Rats and bats, snakes and dead birds all have their place in the circle of life – just not in my kitchen.

Love From Sarah

Crazy cat lady

Hey, remember me? I’ve been MIA lately – blame it on summer vacations being too relaxing.

But I’m back and I’m ready to share some more things that make me laugh. Today, I’m going to put on my Crazy Cat Lady hat and do an entire post dedicated to cats making me laugh! My brothers and dad are going to tease me endlessly, but that’s ok. If this makes you laugh, my work here is done. Enjoy!

For more invisible cat stuff, head to invisiblecats.com

Love From Sarah

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