Whats wrong with Snuggles?

So i've watched some weird videos but some of the strangest inventions and most useless have caught my eye.

Now on the surface EVERYTHING is a stupid.  Look at the remote.  It was made for the lazy.  Whats so hard about getting up to change channels?  Considering you mainly channel surf hourly, not much.  Besides, who hasnt made their child do it for them?  It was my main chore as a kid!

For those that dont know:  Snuggles are pretty much backwards robes, they keep you warm in the front while you lounge.  Its a good thing.  Now most will say "Why buy what I already have?"  Well for a guy or anyone lacking any kind of curve in the front, you'll know that the back of a robe or jacket is a tiny bit too snug...  If you really got anything in the front then its just not gonna work.

Now Snuggles are meant to be loose fitting for all sizes and bust, their like lap blankets that cover you up and allow free movement of arms and hands while being able to see your fingers!  I wont lie, I type many a post wearing a powder blue snuggle.  Why?  Because I have no heat some winters and the south DOES GET COLD!  We even get SNOW!

Plus the snuggles are good for well... snuggling.  My little inch worm and I have spent many cool evenings on the couch sharing the snuggle sharing the arms.  making it easy to reach our drinks, popcorn, and pets.

Other benefits?  They complete the ugly look!  Oh yes, they are far from flattering.  But if your lover or pets care then you need to rethink relationships!  Warmth and comfort>love!

Also, durable.  Seriously, mines held up 5 years of chewing.  

Lastly:  Portable!  Greyhound buses be cold, these are great.  Read and be warm!

Okay, product review done, im not getting paid for this sadly.. -.-

 

Wolfe Out!

Happy Leap Day!

<Insert excuse for free post!>

Haha, its Leap Year.

To Blog or not to blog, hmm

Ah, not to fear, i'm not referring to this one.


Im debating on starting another blog for a more.. specialized subject.  Coffee.


As a writer, blogger, human being... I love the magic bean that is coffee.  I thought about sharing some cool post, recipes ect here but theres SO MUCH to coffee that the blog would no longer be... well, random!  So with that in mind, I thinks I may start another at a later date.  For Coffee.  and tea, wine... And things that go so well with these things...  Okay, so it may be just as random.  But without random i'd never be able to focus. 

I can set up a plot, idea, outline.  Then...  1 point in. ______________.  Its blank.  Am I ADHD?  Or whatever it is..  No, no.  Just crazy.  I am a crazy


Thoughts, fears, randomness?

Know What Really Grinds my Gears?

((Linked from Weebly to explain lack of post...!))


Being a blogger, I enjoy writing.  What I don't enjoy is my blogs being deleted for bogus reasons...

That's right, Google says I've been "Phishing" which means im attempting to:


VERB (USED WITHOUT OBJECT)
1.
to try to obtain financial or other confidential information from Internet users, typically by sending an email that looks as if it is from a legitimate organization, usually a financial institution, but contains a link to a fake website that replicates the real one.

(Ask.com Def., not sure what link they got it from)


Do I send emails?  No, not unless replying to a fan or the site sends them if you ask for them as alerts to post!

Have I requested your full name, number, birth date, or anything like that?  NO!


Do I give you my email or ask for yours?  NO!

I never see emails, they come via the site which means its altered.  That's why I ask for a name to use to refer to you.


I don't even use my friends or boyfriends real names...


Whys this coming up you ask?  I woke up this morning and was going to write a few blog post in response to emails from last week and I got a nasty gram from Google saying I was banned and had my blog deleted for phishing...  My reaction?  "WTFH YOU ASSHOLES?!  WHERES YOUR PROOF?!"  There was a few hours of shattering and cursing...  I really don't take that sort of thing lightly...  No artist or writer wants to be accused of stealing, or be stolen from.  Being accused of trying to steal from my fans really hit hard.



My wonderful boyfriend was kind enough to point out "You know, your running two sites...  Maybe someone thought the newer site was a fake?" 

I kind of just stared at him.


He thinks I've lost my mind.  Because at this moment hes no longer in the house...  He promised coffee and comics...


Long of short, as of 2/18/16 my BlogSpot URL is down, hopefully i'll have it up by the 24th....  Not happy.


Very Unhappy Wolfe

The Day After

Alright, so I always share some gorey details for the amusement of everyone and I've got a few.


First off, I spent 4 hours straight cooking...  No, really.  We had homemade fries and steak with fresh onions and pepper and then smothered in cheese (if you get velveta shreaded-be aware... its salty as hell and you should pre melt with abit of butter and milk... it did not melt well and when I nuked it, it burned and turned to glue, ew...)

So, my InchWorm cut potatoes while I stood frying and cooking a few steaks (yes, we splurged!).


Then I was left alone while he wandered off to watch YouTube...  I came back with a plate of food for us and hes giggling at YouTube...  I nearly stabbed him.  He did get a hard kick to the ass.


After 30 minutes of yelling he turns off the lights and plugs in one of those wax warmers and the whole bedroom smells like coffee...  My one weakness...

Then we spent 6 hours straight watching Friday the 13th movies including Jason vs Freddie and munching on fries.


Im a sucker for horror films and he got me high off coffee, that's the main reason I didn't strangle him.

Then he actually surprises me.  He got me this cute fuzzy wolf ear hat as a gift and made me a iced coffee.  I was happier then a dead pig in the sun shine.


We ended up spending the rest of the night debating horror clichés before a late night trip to the movies...  Where I once again wanted to kill him.  He got 4 am tickets to Star Wars so I wouldn't be able to say he dragged me to Star Wars on Valentines day...


So here I am... Writing this at 8 am after returning home.


And hes snoring and flopping all over the bed. 

What a great Valentines day...


Wolfe