Hate is a very strong word

People say that time flies when you’re having fun.  It also flies when you’re keeping busy to avoid thinking about what could have been.  I haven’t updated since August.  Not that I haven’t been reading.  I guess I just didn’t feel like sharing.

Back in October, my husband got me this book.  It’s one of those books that doesn’t have anything of substance but somehow manages to cheer me up.  Mostly because I hate a lot of the same things Matthew DiBenedetti hates!  I just flip to a random page and it never fails to make me giggle.  Is that weird?

Some of my favorites so far:

“I hate that I don’t have a green thumb.”
“I hate that plants don’t tell me when they are thirsty.”

“I hate that I never learned to drive a stick shift.”
“I hate seeing big, seven-passenger SUVs with one person in them.”
“I hate that ‘blood rushing to your head’ feeling when police car lights come on behind you.”
“I hate when the cop rushes past you after you get that feeling — for no reason.”

“I hate that they never found the beef.”
“I hate overplayed commercials.”
“I hate jingles that you can’t get out of your head.”
“I hate that everybody doesn’t know that the bird, bird, bird; the bird is the word.”

I don’t think I actually hate everything.  But some days I do.  I’m sure it’s in his book somewhere, I just haven’t gotten to it yet, but I have to say, I hate it when they play Christmas music before Thanksgiving.

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