Wednesday, August 25, 2010

I'm Not Too Proud To Admit...

I own a pair of Spanx.

That's right. I'm crossing the point of no return by admitting that I don't just own Spanx; I wear them.

I used to tell Yanaj that wearing Spanx made me feel like a baluga whale stuffed into a pantyhose.


You know the part in National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation when they cut the rope that's been holding the Christmas tree together, and the branches explode forth with such force that they break through the windows and knock everything over?

That's how I feel when I take my Spanx off at the end of the day.

I'm just saying.

Monday, August 16, 2010

Classic Juneyah

Let's try to get back into the groove of blogging, shall we?

Last week at work, my friend and co-worker Gina was cleaning out her office and she came out with a strange object.

Gina: What IS this?

KC: It looks like some kind of stand or something.

Bone: Clearly, it's a cell phone clip for your pocket.

Gina: What? No way. There's no way this is a cell phone clip.

KC: There's no way that would work. I have never seen a cell phone clip like that.

: You're totally making that up.

Bone: Clearly, neither one of you are as tech savvy as me. My brother in law has one just like it. Watch and learn bitches.

Lesson learned: never question the Bone.