A Nose by Any Other Name…

Which is loveliest in a nose? Its coy beauty when it’s budding, or its splendour when it blows?
George Barlow

Or maybe it didn’t quite go that way…..

I’m having issues this morning.  Not only am I posting on  Sunday, which I never do, but this blogroll contest has completely taken over.  I think I’m in the early stages of delirium and like West Nile….there is no cure.  With every glance and every look I saw clown noses….this were starting to creep me out when I looked around the house and saw this:

And this:

Then I turned on the TV:

Even the NJ girls have it

Is that a clown nose their kicking around?

Oh no, not you too Paula!

Then I thought “I’ll settle this…once and for all…” and went to google.  I typed in “He who must not be….”

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

I need to be de-clowned!!

Today’s challenge conjured up by Saradraws was to post a truth or dare for Le Clown to partake in.  This was most difficult.  It is the final challenge.  Yes, I said FINAL.  Meaning tomorrow all the fun will be over and I will learn my worth in this world by measure of whether or not I was granted a spot on the blogroll.  Ok, maybe I’m not quite that obsessed but it sure would feel good!  If you have a great dare you can think of, read the rules first, then post away under the comments!

Thank you for supporting me this week and watching me go slowly “clowny”.  I have a strange urge to put on face paint and big shoes….but…oh well, there’s nothing wrong with that right?

Muppets Celebrate My 100th Post

Good Monday Morning!

I am totally strapped for time today but I thought that I would have little Muppet “Celebration” in honor of my 100th blog post….

 

 

Breaking up with my Wednesday Theme

I must’ve been in a vodka-induced stupor when I decided to theme my Wednesday posts as “Where in the World Wednesdays”.  A few months later, here I am trying to rack my brain and scan through thousands of pictures to find something.  I’m not doing it anymore.  Where in the World Wednesday, I hereby break up with you — It’s not me, it’s you — I think you are stupid and I simply don’t like you anymore.

courtesy of zazzle.com

Now I need to find something else to write about………