Throwing Out The Skinny
Recently Starbucks changed their lingo on lattes (and other drinks) from “non-fat” to “skinny. As in, I’ll have a Quad Venti sugar-Free Vanilla SKINNY Latte, rather than “Non-Fat” Latte.
I’m not sure what prompted the corporate change, but one barista sure had a huge vent about the situation which included the politically incorrectness of the new calling/marking system.
Now personally I could care less about politcal correctness when it comes to ordering a coffee, but I sure have a problem with the word skinny.
When I first signed up for a fitness trainer, my one and only goal was to lose weight. To GET SKINNY.
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Posted by Karen Sugarpants @
10:46 am |
Something That Really Grates On My Nerves Even Though I Have No Room To Talk On The Subject
When you find a new band that you love love love and you can’t listen to it around your spawn because the f-bomb is in it.
Jenorama recommended Vampire Weekend to me on Twitter and I bought a bunch of their songs off iTunes, courtesy of Kimberly @ Petroville. Thanks Kimberly! (Do you know how awesome Kimberly is? Of course you do.)
Anyway, I put my shiny new iPod into the cool ipod radio thingy I won at my cousin’s Jack and Jill and fired up a little Vampire Weekend as Daren and I were making dinner. We were dancing in the kitchen, laughing, cutting up veggies for baked nachos and grilling chicken. Mmmm grilled chicken…
The next song came on and the first line is “Who gives a fuck about acts of Karma?”
Ugh.
Fast forward to the next song. Which also included the phrase “fucked some women.”
Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.
They are a great band. A talented band. I’m not saying that artists shouldn’t swear because the Great Bagel In The Sky KNOWS that I swear on a regular fucking basis. I mostly curb it around my kids though.
It’s just the old man in my husband comes out and wags his finger at me when I introduce him to a new band and they say fuck. Don’t the Gods of Music know I’m trying to teach my loving man that there is music beyond Country?
I wish Willie Nelson would come out with a song where he says fuck so I can say “See? See? It’s an artist thing, not just my fucking taste in fucking music, fucker.”
Posted by Karen Sugarpants @
10:27 am |
Wonky
Sorry for the weird crap going on in the feed. There are a couple of posts that went missing and now they are restored but the comments that were on them are gone for good. I was particularly proud of this accomplishment so go see! I know, shameless hussy, aren’t I?
I’m heading to the gym for some much needed stress relief…feel free to read those last two entries and be all commenty and stuff.
p.s. I hate computers.
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9:08 am |
