The Chronometer and Me
Guess who’s baaaack??? The Chronometer! After the near death experience it had while in my care, I was shocked and honored that my parents entrusted me with it. You can be certain that I’ve coddled it and tended to its every need. Over the past few days, The Chronometer and I have bonded. In fact, we’ve become quite close.
Please hit play…
…and enjoy an overview of what my week with The Chronometer has been like.
On Monday, we curled up on the couch together and watched The Bachelor Season Finale (don’t judge me for that. I accidentally watched it one time and got sucked in). The Chronometer was pretty upset that Jason dumped Melissa.
When I noticed The Chronometer nodding off, I tucked it in (“snug as a bug in a rug,” as my mother used to say to me), and watched it drift off to sleep.
Can you tell what’s all over them? Here’s a hint: they’re deep-fried orbs of goodness slathered in a sugary glaze and occasionally adorned with sprinkles. That’s right. I am a 30-year-old woman and I am wearing donut pajamas. They have a matching top. My grandma got them for me for Christmas. Joey calls me “Bag O’ Donuts” when I wear them, but it sounds more like “bagadonuts” when he says it. He claims it has something to do with a football player and the Green Bay Packers. When I asked if it had anything to do with the fact that I’m starting to look like a linebacker, he assured me that it didn’t. If anyone out there can provide some insight on “bagadonuts,” I’d be much obliged. In the meantime, I will restrain myself from gnawing on my p.j.s cause, man, they are looking delicious these days.
Anyways, I hope my parents will be pleased to know that The Chronometer and I are now buddies and it didn’t experience a single moment of neglect while they were away. I think the next time it stays with me, I’ll make an appointment for me to get a pedicure while it gets it’s boxed polished. I hear chronometers love that.
Sounds like we have a new reality TV series in the making 🙂
Joey Bag A Donuts
I remember John Madden saying it once…I think. The Dom Irrera bit referenced here sounds familiar, too.
http://mikey5.blogspot.com/2006/06/joey-bag-o-donuts.html
Awesome post, Amy.
It was a nickname for Frank Winters who was a center for the Green Bay Packers. Apparently, he always brought a bag of donuts to morning meetings. Throughout the meeting, he would proceed to eat the entire bag. Hence the name, “Bag a Donuts”.