My Bob Moments

Hand holding

posted Jul 3, 2015, 6:51 AM by Kelley Likes   [ updated Jul 3, 2015, 6:51 AM ]

Lately, I've been sleeping with my right arm over my head and my left arm under my pillow.  I guess at some point in the night, my hands locked together.  When I woke up, I was so scared, I didn't know who was holding my hand.  I jerked my right hand away from my left hand and looked around to see who was holding my hand...Needless to say, I will not be holding my hand anymore at night.  


posted Sep 14, 2014, 4:54 PM by Kelley Likes   [ updated Sep 14, 2014, 4:54 PM ]

So today in church, my Bob husband, instead of calling out "Daxton," called out "Dickhead."  He said he was calling out his nickname, like Dax-ter, but "Dickhead" came out his mouth.  Um, please note, Dickhead is NOT his nickname.

Warp Speed

posted Mar 15, 2013, 11:20 AM by Kelley Likes

My husband, Bob, was working late one night.  He was busily programming. 

Suddenly he exclaimed, "It's 3 a.m.!  How did it get so late, I'd better get to bed!"

Well, it was daylight savings 1:59 a.m. it turned to 3:00 a.m.  He must have wondered why he got so little done in one minute!


posted Feb 25, 2013, 6:29 PM by Kelley Likes

My mom called me and told me that my grandmother had had a "Bob Moment."  I decided to share it with Jared.

I told Jared that my grandmother had had a Bob Moment in a car wash.  When her car was done being washed, one of the workers came and knocked on the window and told her to pull forward.  She told him that she tried, but her transmission must have gone out.  The worker said he needed to go get his manager.

When the manager arrived, he informed my grandmother that she needed to turn her car on.  

Jared had been looking at me in horror the entire time I was telling the story.  When I was done, still in shock he asked, "Why did your grandmother have a bowel movement in a car wash???"

Bob Moment = Bowel Movement...

Best Place to Nail Your Hand...

posted Jan 18, 2013, 8:06 PM by Kelley Likes

My Bob Husband was nailing up some 2 by 4s when he started cussing loudly.  This is generally NOT something he does.  

I asked him if he nailed his hand and he called back, "It's ok, I nailed it through the good part of my hand."  

WHAT part of a hand is the GOOD part to nail???  Apparently, the web between the thumb and pointer finger...

Home Remedy

posted Jan 18, 2013, 7:55 PM by Kelley Likes

When we lived in Douglasville, we had a HUGE fire pit.  One of the fun things we used to do was drive around and pick up used couches and burn them.  

On one lovely burning day, we found a nice couch and lit it on fire.  We happened to have two missionaries over.  One of them came limping into the house.  I thought he had burned his foot.  He took off his sock and shoe and I got the bottle of mustard.  I heard that mustard takes the sting out of burns, so I squeezed a huge amount on to his foot. 

The missionary whipped out his phone and took a picture.  He then informed me that he had stepped on a nail, not burned his foot.  When I asked him why he let me put mustard on it, he said it was because he wanted to get a picture of his foot covered in mustard...

Broken Key Fob

posted Jan 14, 2013, 10:35 AM by Kelley Likes   [ updated Jan 14, 2013, 10:36 AM ]

I was standing at the side door of Marist, car keys in hand, diligently hitting the "Unlock" button on my key fob. 

Sadly, the Marist door would not open. 

I'm sure my headlights were flashing "Unlocked, Unlocked!"   

Broken Mouse

posted Jan 11, 2013, 4:50 PM by Kelley Likes

Today, I was helping a student with a project.  I tend to like to steal kid's mice and "help".  I took the mouse and tried to get it to work, but it was broken, I guess. 

Silly cell phone, you are not a mouse...

Who has my computer???

posted Dec 15, 2012, 7:34 AM by Kelley Likes   [ updated Jan 9, 2013, 5:24 PM ]

Was my question as I wandered all over the house looking for my computer bag.  I looked in my bedroom, bathroom, living room, library, computer room, kitchen, kids' rooms...I wandered all over the house looking for my computer bag...which was on my shoulder the whole time. 

I guess the answer was me...I had my computer bag...

A New Kind of Math

posted Nov 19, 2012, 5:39 PM by Kelley Likes

I was driving in the car with one of my children.  She asked me about the life cycle of frogs or some such school question.
To which I replied, "I really don't feel like doing math." 

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