Tag Archives: 2020

Pandemic humor.

April 28, 2021 Rivergirl 15 Comments

Because it’s still here and we still to need to laugh.

I don’t consider myself at all anti social, but Covid has certainly made me realize how much I enjoy my own company. I never disagree with myself, annoy myself or get in my own way. Ya gotta love that.

Proof positive pandemics can make some things easier.

I do feel sorry for the kids. They’re missing out on so many once in a lifetime experiences. But on the plus side, by the time they finally do go back to class? They’ll be old enough to buy beer.

I shouldn’t laugh at this, I’m still only halfway through my stockpile.

This one is a little old, but I missed it. 2020 won? That’s uncanny.

Hey, at this point I say whatever works.

Uncategorized

Pandemic humor.

February 14, 2021 Rivergirl 11 Comments

Because laughing beats crying any old day.

Damn. I wish I’d been in a coma.

Buy a ridiculously expensive cat bed? The cat will prefer the box it came in every time.

This is very true. Maybe four… tops.

I’ll drink to that!

I try to do mine. No matter how strongly I disagree with the ignorant f*cktards.

Uncategorized

Pandemic humor.

January 18, 2021 Rivergirl 22 Comments

Because so far, 2021 isn’t very funny.

That looks about right.

A groaner for sure.

I’ve always thought hot dog ingredients fall under the “you’re better off not knowing” category.

Well, that’s my plan.

And we all know the sequels are always worse than the original.

Damn.

Uncategorized

Pandemic humor.

January 11, 2021 Rivergirl 20 Comments

Because we all need a little chortle now and then.

I hear ya sister.

This is a brilliant idea.

I shall be cc’ing the CDC immediately.

That’s pretty much been our last 10 months. You?

Rode hard and put away wet.

Yup.

This is almost too true to be funny.

Wish that happened when I tried it.

Though I do firmly believe in sanitizing from the inside out when it comes to tequila….

Uncategorized

A little New Years humor.

January 1, 2021 Rivergirl 19 Comments

Let’s start the new year laughing.

And I did.

Yay me!

Bet you didn’t think of that, but it’s true all the same.

Good grief, I hope not!

I’m nothing if not consistent.

The only appropriate thing to do to that horrible year.

Amen to that!

Uncategorized

The good, the bad, and the rude.

December 30, 2020 Rivergirl 24 Comments

As you know (from reading this) I am not a fan of the photo Christmas card. But this year? There were a few that made even me smile…. and in the interest of fair play I’m posting them.

Clever people who went the extra mile this season.

Is it wrong I’m as jealous as Hell of that fort?

I feel you momma.

A wee bit dark, but I get it.

This cracked me up. The photoless photo card.

A fitting tribute to 2020.

A bit embarrassing, that.

But along with the funny ones… there were some I found to be in bad taste.

I’m no prude, but toilet humor at Christmas might be a bridge too far.

And this last one?

No. Just no…

To celebrate and encourage your young daughter to flip off your friends and family?

I don’t care how rotten 2020 was, that’s not my idea of festive.

Uncategorized

A Merry Christmas to all.

December 25, 2020 Rivergirl 30 Comments

Wherever you are and however you choose to celebrate, I hope it brings you joy. There’s been a decided lack of that this year… and I doubt I’m alone when I say I’m ready to kiss 2020 goodbye.

Our holiday will be small and quiet, and in true 2020 fashion the only thing Santa saw fit to bring me this year was a torrential rain storm with 65 mph winds that will melt the snow, cause a power outage, and make our ceiling spout water like the Bellagio’s fountain. Good times!

But my husband and I have our health… and each other. I can’t ask for more.

So instead of boring you with some sappy Christmas post, I’ll leave you with two pictures.

1. Is it any wonder this was one of the Christmas cards I sent out this year?

I think not.

2. A little blast from the past…. yours truly on Santa’s lap.

It’s the only such photo I have, as my mother told me I ditched St. Nick at a very early age and refused visits after this one. To those who know me well, this shouldn’t come as any surprise.

Ho! Ho! Hmm….

Pass the eggnog.