Poo, Spam, and Guilt - Did I Really Have That Many Negatives In This Blog Post?

I was reading today about the woman who swallowed her engagement ring. Her fiancé hopeful put the ring in her Wendy’s Frosty. Instead of her finding the ring, she swallowed it.

This story is hilarious and sad on so many levels.

• I am trying to imagine under what circumstances a wedding proposal at Wendy’s would be romantic. I hope that they met there at least so it has some redeeming qualities.
• Even though she is a skinny little thing now I would be very, very wary. She scarfed that Frosty down so fast and was taking such big spoonfuls that she didn’t even feel the ring?
• Or, maybe I shouldn’t be putting the blame on her for taking too big mouthfuls, perhaps it is because the ring was really, really tiny. Is this mean? Some people don't like big rings. From my point of view though I have to put it as a sad anyway.
• And now for the most obvious one – No matter how cleaned up it is for the next 30, 40, 50 years she is going to know that there was poop all over that ring at one time. I don’t know that I would be able to get past the poop thoughts to love the ring. Maybe the romance of being proposed to in the hospital by an x-ray picture of a ring takes that away. You can think of it in the clean film of an x-ray not the filth of a colon.

IKK!

On a totally other topic I have to admit that I had a little (totally teeny) rant today (besides this one). I was reading Megara’s blog and noticed that she had a comment. I was so happy that someone had commented on her excellent post. Then I read the comment. AKK! (Lots of KK! noises in today’s blog) It was a spam comment. It was some “guy” posting about some other blog and trying to generate business to that other weight loss blog. It was soooo rude. He hadn’t read Megara’s post at all. He didn’t wish her good luck and encouragement (as he was spammily encouraging us to do to this other gal but really was just trying to generate traffic to her blog – she is up for an award which makes her more appealing to get sponsorship) instead he just used Megara. I was so mad. If I could have tracked this ass down I would have sent him a nasty email telling him just what a putz he is. I was thinking about commenting on the blog site that we were being directed to but then I would be giving this jerk just what he wants. Instead I will have to content myself to ranting here (and on Megara’s site of course). Thank you for indulging me.

Before I got all sidetracked with stories of poopy rings and poopy spammers I was going to write about the reproachful “looks” that my Wii Fit Board has been giving me lately. I haven’t been on it in almost a week and OMG it is sitting there in front of the TV looking very accusatory and quite lonely. I don’t know how much more pressure I can take from it. It is haunting! Do you think that all Exercise equipment is like that and that is why we put them in the basement or spare room or somewhere out of our sight? I think that it might be. I seem to remember some pretty strong and accusing vibes coming from an exercise bike that I used to have (shudder). I think that we might have a good horror movie script idea in the making: Revenge of The Abandoned Stair Master may be coming soon to a theatre near you.

Have a Guilt-Free Day!

Ella

PS I was reading this post over and thinking that I was pretty mean in it and fairly negative. This isn't normally like me (I hope). I thought about rewriting it and then I thought "Why"? Maybe I needed to purge a little negativity for some reason. So, there, purged :)