This used to be a bag of potatoes.

A peek inside.

The whole alien monster underwater plant creature of the deep.
Gross.

Posted in: craziness, creepy things, gross, ridiculousness on Thursday, March 05, 2009 at at 1:15 PM 5 comments    

It's called Guess What This Is.

Clue #1.: It is not something that came out of someone's body.
Clue #2: I took this picture in April.

Well, actually two half-winners. Combining Brandie and Jennifer's guesses... it's the pollen that I cleaned off of an outside glass table in April. Very gross.

Posted in: gross on Tuesday, July 01, 2008 at at 9:26 PM 7 comments    

After an afternoon with the boys in the backyard and creek behind their house, I came home and took a shower. When I got out, I saw this on my foot...

GROSS!!! A TICK!!!

First, how did I not see that in she shower? Second, GROSS! I almost threw up on myself. That is so disgusting. People shouldn't get ticks. I promptly called the boys' dad and told him to check them tonight. Hopefully I was the only one who got one, even though I was the only one in long pants. Of course.

My mom's reaction: "You took a picture of it?!" ("Yes.") "You and your pictures."

Posted in: creepy things, gross on Wednesday, April 30, 2008 at at 10:50 PM 1 comments    

(This Montage of Collapsing Pumpkin would have been much longer, but this was at the house I work at and the 10 year old kicked over the guy after two days.)

Posted in: gross, Halloween on Sunday, November 25, 2007 at at 6:48 PM 0 comments    

File this one under "Stories I Should Have Told When They Happened, But I Wasn't Blogging Regularly At That Point In Time."

Today is Jack and my cat attack-iversary.

I got home from work and went to take Jack outside to do his business as usual. He likes to chase anything he sees. Squirrels, birds, a leaf - you name it, he wants it. We saw a cat way down the sidewalk and he started to run after it. I stopped him on his leash and went to pull him back inside. We got right to our door and he turned around and started barking again.
The cat came flying around the corner and jumped right onto Jack. He screeched like a sound I've never heard from him before. A screech of pain. He turned around and looked at me and he had blood coming out of his eye. I freaked out and bent down to try to pick him up and the cat jumped on him again. I was screaming at it and kicking at it while trying to pick up Jack. Somewhere in the middle of this the cat jumped up on my leg. Luckily I wore pants and knee boots under them that day. After excessive kicking and screaming the cat finally ran away and I got Jack.
The extremely kind maintenance men came flying around the corner on their golf cart because they heard me screaming. I couldn't look at Jack's eye so I asked them how bad it was. They said it wasn't too bad but I knew I had to take him to the vet. We got in the car and I was crying thinking that my dog was blind. I drove to our vet only to find that our vet was freakin' "Closed On Thursdays!" I called my friend Sarah to find out where her vet was and she said she would meet me there since I couldn't get hold of Jon.
On the way to the vet I realized that my leg hurt. I pulled up my pants leg to see quite the injury. At the vet I asked for something to clean it off for now. They checked him out and gave him eyedrops and some pills for two weeks, neither of which were fun. I went back to the apartment, dropped off Jack, and Sarah drove me to the medical clinic for my leg. Since it was just scratches, and not bites, and since I had updated tetanus shots, all they did was clean it, and give me a prescription for antibiotics or something, but it sure hurt for a bunch of days.
The maintenance men told the apartment manager who called Animal Control. They had me give them a description of the cat and apparently set out a trap. Either they never caught anything or never set the trap. Nothing came of it, but I was scared to go outside for a while and had Jon take Jack out. He always carried a bat.
So here are the pictures...

In the medical express clinic waiting room. It was a really nice place. You can see almost all of the scratches I got in this one.

This was later that night back at home. The bruises were already starting to show. You can see I also had scratches below my knee and three smaller ones up on my thigh. All this from one jump on my leg!
(I had to wear windpants to school the next day so it wouldn't put any pressure on it.)

24 hours later

Three days later - This was probably the worst it ever looked.

One year later. These are my scars now. Not too bad.

And for anyone who was wondering, Jack has no lasting effects except a heightened fear of cats.


If you have also been attacked by a cat, I have made a group on Facebook for us victims. My friend said she thinks that a bunch of people have been attacked by cats so I made the group to find out. Join us!

Posted in: gross, injuries, Jack on Friday, November 02, 2007 at at 9:50 PM 0 comments    

But I just have to share it! Sorry if it grosses you out. Sometimes I wonder about my heritage. There might be a little African or something in there somewhere. Once every few months I end up with one of these super curly guys come out of my scalp in the shower. Weird and gross. Get over it.

Posted in: gross on Thursday, October 11, 2007 at at 1:22 AM 2 comments    

I don't usually tell people about things that I have bought that I have enjoyed, but I have two things I want to share. The time before last when I bought blush I realized it lasted me a really long time. So the next time I bought it I decided to to write on the back the date to see how long it really lasted. I don't know if you can read it in the picture below but it says 9-10. I thought that I wouldn't need to include the year, but that is actually September 10th, 2005!! This stuff has lasted me over two years. This is how much is now left:

So I highly recommend Cover Girl Cheekers blush. It lasts forever.

Second. This is what it looks like when your dog chews up a pen on his pillow. (I have no idea why part of it is in exact squares.) :

He also got the purple all over his paws while chewing on the pen. As evidenced by the pictures below, it's really hard to get pictures of a dog's paws.

Then he just gave in. "No, no more pictures!"

And then when he chewed his bone, it turned purple also. (Sorry. Kind of gross.)


Anyway, to the point. I put some Spray 'n' Wash Stain Stick on that pillow case and every bit of that ink came out! I've also gotten Sharpie out of khaki pants (after 4-5 rounds of washing). It's great. Use it!

And completely unrelated, sometimes recently Jack just decides to die. I look over and he's lying like this with his eyes wide open:

"What?"
(Doesn't he look like he's smiling?)

Posted in: commercial, gross, Jack on Monday, September 10, 2007 at at 10:38 PM 2 comments