The Pope Kept Staring at Us!


Isn’t this a little creepy?


You have probably noticed that I do not speak of religion or politics. Why start an unnecessary fight on a humor page?  (unless I’m just picking on you)

But last night, the Pope invaded my meal. And to be honest, it was a little odd.

Have you ever been to a Buca di Peppo’s? It’s a family style restaurant that has all kinds of odd stuff going on. It’s pretty neat in an odd kind of way.

We were there for a business meeting and requested a private room. They put us in a semi private area called the “Pope” Room.

The Pope was all over the walls in this little room. But the freakiest part was a giant bust of him on the middle of the lazy Susan used to the pass food around.  So no matter how many times you moved his face away, he just kept coming back to give you his creepy smile.

Each time a person would show up, we spun him to face them. Those that were late, had no idea why the rest of us kept giggling.

I’m not saying the Pope is a good or bad guy. But do you really need him staring at you while you eat? I vote no. But I can honestly say, I wouldn’t be a fan of anyone’s head on a platter staring at me while I ate.

Oh! And don’t even get me going on the naked women and kids (cherubs) on the walls. I almost took a picture of one in the bathrooms that really made me wonder what was wrong with these people. (I’m kicking myself for not doing it but I couldn’t decide if the humor I would give it would go over as I had it in my head, so best to “step away” from the picture and keep a moving).

So if you are ever wanting an old white guy to stare at you while you eat, head over to a Buca di Peppo’s and enjoy!


PS. No Pope’s were hurt during the making of this post.

PSS. And if you are catholic, sorry for picking on your Pontiff, but he started it. 


~~~till we laugh again~~~

I’m Stuffed!

I know how he feels.


My nephews (12 and 14) came over tonight and we decided to make some hamburgers. Ok, more like I wanted some homemade hamburgers and bribed my other half to make them.

Now we all sit here stuffed. Tummy aches. Moans and groans.

I’m surprised my one nephew is even alive after the two big creations he scarfed down. This kids eating is worth a post all on its own one day.  LOL.

Let’s just say a lot of slurping, lot of runny gooey junk all over his hands, mouth and any thing else he might come in contact with. Definitely not pretty.

I’ll spare you the graphic details. I can’t burn your eyes…..

But we are stuffed.

Ok, he’s not this bad ~ LOL

Sad part is….I also bought some red velvet cupcakes. I’m pretty sure when the moaning stops, Mr “I Wear My Food” will be asking for cupcakes. The rest of us will moan some more….

Did I mention the kid is 14 and almost 6ft tall?

Good thing we already took showers. He is all clean to wear more food.   LOL

Ok, I have to go moan some more……

What did the teddy bear say when offered dessert?





No thanks. I’m stuffed! 


God I love that joke!

~~~till we laugh again~~~