Saying Nay to Chardonnay

If you and your friends are anything like mine, this commercial will speak to you.  Any time (I can think of two times, to be exact) I have declined an alcoholic beverage, my friends raise their eyebrows at me pointedly.  They need not say a word- I just shake my head and they (correctly) assume I'm still nursing a hangover (did you think I was going to say baby?!) from the previous night and simply cannot down one more glass of Merlot.  My close friends know me better though- if I am not drinking because I'm knocked up they would already know thanks to my Grand Canyon-esque mouth.  Basically, I would walk into their company and scream, "No drinks for me girls!  I'm preggo!  Just took the test, so according to my calculations I'm 4 weeks along!  2 weeks gestationally speaking!  I'll take a rum and Diet- hold the rum for this mum!"

I do appreciate this sweet Mama's lovely, composed demeanor though, and I love her friends for knowing that a lush like her would only turn down a drinkie drink for one reason and one reason only.

A Bird In The Hand...

The best parts of this commercial are (in chronological order):
1.  How Mike McGlone* says the word "bush"
2.  When the lady finds out her bird in the hand is worth two in the bush and shocked says, "Really?"  Why is this chick (the lady, not the bird figurine) only in commercials?  That is some good flappin' acting!

*Mike McGlone, as it turns out is not just a Brian Williams lookalike. 

He is also a musician!  As I surfed the web looking for his actual name I had the pleasure of finding his website.  Check this guy out- he's got a bit of everything going on.  Edgy.  http://www.michaelmcglone.com/v2/default.asp

Versed in Versatility

Christa at MushBrain has awarded me with the Versatile Blogger award!  Weee!  Who knew I was so versatile?  Certainly not me!  But I'm thrilled to get the award anyway!  Thank you lovely Christa- it's an honor to be named versatile by you!  Per the very stringent VBA rules, I have to share 7 things about me.  This is tricky because I'm pretty much an open book on Ad Bits- you guys already know a lot about me, but let's look for 7 more things.

1.  I don't like eggs.  Or seafood.  I've tried, but just don't care for it.
2.  My favorite reality show (the only one I watch, really) is The Biggest Loser.  Oo, and I do like to catch the Duggar family every now and then.
3.  My middle name is May.  It was my Grandma's middle name and is Adrienne's middle name too.
4.  I am a Diet Coke addict.
5.  I have a list of 138 goals (it's a work in progress).  To date, I've completed 49 of them. 
6.  My favorite kind of ice cream is Peppermint. 
7.  I've never smoked a cigarette.  (That's my best "I've Never" when playing the drinking game, "I've Never")

Whew!  Ok, now here's my favorite part- passing the award on!  I am happy to present the following blogs with the VBA:
Lizzie at The Bagel Factory.
Kimberly at The Stinker Pinkers
Carly at Wordy Owl

I haven't been following these girls for very long, but I love it when I find a blog and instantly feel connected to the blogger as I did with each of these ladies.  Now I'm checking out their each and every post!  I hope you love them as I do!

Reinventing The Squeal

I loved sports commercial week here on Ad Bits- I really did.  But I've been gagging to show you guys this ad for four days now!  Another talking pig commercial!  Why do I delight in this stuff like I do?  One of life's great mysteries, but I hope the world of advertising keeps 'em coming. 

Tomorrow my best friend's baby is being baptized, so I'm going on a mini road trip to be in attendance.  After my girlfriend had this sweet girl three months ago she found she couldn't remember the little piggy rhyme.  My bestie is not about to let a little memory lapse stop her, so she had her baby's piggies going to Barney's, Saks, Louis Vuitton, and the like.  My poor kids' toesies would have to be hitting up the $1 bin at Target. 

Wee Wee Wee hope you're having a fun weekend lovely Readers!

The Lies Have It

I love the raw honesty in this Subway commercial.  Actually, if I'm being honest here, I should mention I may have already featured this commercial a while back.  I certainly meant to because I think it's really funny.  That confession is just a little sampling of how honestly I try to live.  Here's some more truth for you- sometimes I fib.  Here are a few I've laid out there recently:
~"Sorry Mols, there aren't any cartoons on right now- go outside and play." (Please.  We all know cartoons are on 24/7 these days)
~"That's your favorite book ever, you say?  Yes, I liked it very much.  Thank you for the recommendation" (when just hours before I put the rotten thing under my car and ran it over raccoon roadkill style)
~"It's my pleasure.  I'm happy to help".  (this was in response to a committee I desperately wish I hadn't volunteered for.  Turns out it's a lot of um... work.)

So there you have it.  I'm a big, fat fattie fibber.  At least I'm honest about it.  Give it up for Subway and their ref-freshing referee.  Maybe he made the bad call because he's just a sub.  Or maybe they aren't paying enough dough to get a better ref.  I wouldn't know- I can't even tell the difference between a six inch and a foot ball.

It's Monday on Wednesday!

Ewwwwwww!  I just hit a raccoon!  Oh, it was already dead, but still.  It was huge (I don't know how I didn't see it) so my car really went up, up, up and over with that awful, dull thud.  I "ew ew ew'd" all the way home and when I got out of my car I could swear I smelled dead raccoon on my car.  I'm totally going through the car wash tomorrow. 

I should have opened sporty commercial week with a Monday Night Football ad, but I just wasn't that organized.  So, you're getting it (late) on hump day instead.  This ad is super appropriate for my day (sorry for the roadkill scene, but it was just too fitting)!  I love this guy*, because I too, have completely useless talents.  Of course, I've found the perfect job that capitalizes on such ridiculous gifts as: wiping bottoms, blowing rockstar raspberries, freeze dancing, and (forgive my big head!) my mad duck, duck, goose skillz.  Also, as my kiddos like to point out, my belly button makes a cool noise when tapped and my nose just begs to be slobbered on (that's Adi- bedtime ritual). 


*I hope for his sake he isn't a Lions fan or his job will be sunshine and rainbows compared to this football season.

Check Those Sources!

On my list of people I  would least expect to see on an ESPN commercial is Richard Simmons.  He's right down there with Marilyn Manson and Smurfette.

Yet, here he is- whipping the Sports Center team into shape.  Whipping them gooood.  It's a hilarious commercial, naturally- I would expect nothing short [shorts] of hilarity when it comes to Richard Simmons.  It's impossible NOT to smile around him.  I would know because I saw him at the Detroit airport once (I guess he was getting in his airobic workout).  Pow pow!  I wanted to Twist and Shout just being in the same building as him.  I have no doubt the ESPN team was sporting quite a glow by the time he was done with them.  It looks like he kicked their masscots.