That delicious bowl of goodness is my new favorite edible item. I strongly believe it deserves it's own food group. Jumbo Rice Krispies.
Restaurants need to start putting this on their menu, or I'm boycotting dining out.
If you're up to date with my posts, you'll know that I promote finding happiness in the little things. Whether it be a turtle, your favorite pen, or enormous Rice Krispies that little ones can no long enjoy because they are a choking hazard. Find something little that makes you happy, and dwell on it. Yup, dwell.
I've realized today that my "language" catches on like wildfire. I have a habit of making up my own words and catch phrases. I use them frequently enough on a daily basis (out of habit), that they've literally caught on. They have become a part of the English language. You're welcome, humanity. I've caught my friends and co-workers using them in everyday sentences. Here's a sample dialog:
*Bold works are my very own terms.
Me: "What's up dooood?"
Friend: "Nothing, what's going on?"
Me: "Not much, same old. Yo I'm so sick of going to work duders. I'm donezo. I'm so over it."
Friend: "Yea, I hear you. My boss is such a jerkasaurus. I want to punt her across the room."
Me: "Whatevs. Want to grab some tacos?"
Friend: "Sure. 10th Ave Burrito?"
Me: "Sweet."
While it's pretty understandable, it's amazing to hear my boss, a 36 year old woman, tell my co-worker that if she doesn't hurry up, she's donezo. I love it.
I think I'm about ready for bowl #2 of Jumbo Rice Krispies. Dinner date, anyone....anyone?
