Monday Moment of Joy: Tiffany Haddish

Have you ever watched a movie, or seen a celebrity interview and thought, “I want *insert celebrity name here* to be my best friend. We would have a blast together; they would grow to love me. This is destiny”? 

That’s how I feel every time I see Tiffany Haddish do anything. I am certain I could never keep up with her wit, and I am also certain that at least 60% of the things she would talk about would make me blush like a school-girl. Regardless, she would learn to love me, and I would give her all the adoration a friend could ever require. 

All of this leads to my Monday Moment of Joy: Tiffany Haddish meeting Oprah on The Ellen Show. I can hardly keep count all of things that bring me joy about this video: 

  • Tiffany Haddish being Tiffany Haddish
  • Oprah being Oprah
  • Ellen being Ellen

I guess I can count all the things. 

I laughed to the point of tears. 

May this bring you some joy on your Monday morning. 

 

Monday Moment of Joy: Target

I love Target and I don’t care who knows it.

I even loved CANADIAN Target. Talk about commitment.

For those of you Americans who don’t know what I mean, let me give you the Coles Notes version of what happened with Canadian Target.

  • Canada did not have Target
  • Target was brought to Canada
  • Ashley rejoiced
  • Canadian Target didn’t do so great
  • ALL Canadian Target’s were closed down
  • Ashley mourned

In my opinion, Canadian Target could have been successful. They opened too many stores, too quickly, and they were poorly stocked, and staffed. If they had opened a few, stocked them like Granny stocks her pantry, and hired staff that embody the energy and charisma of a Disney Land attendant, the powers that be at Canadian Target would have been rollin’ in the Benjamin’s (or the Borden’s I suppose).

Regardless as to it’s success, it was still Target and I still loved it. To this day if I hear someone say, “Target in Canada was terrible,” I escalate into a well rehearsed rant about how it’s that kind of attitude that got us here… with no Target. Quitters… bunch of quitters.

So with passport in hand, and American Target merely twenty minutes away, I proclaim with a full heart, and a full shopping cart, Target brings me real joy.

A friend tagged me in this video and it is all too true; I’m sharing it with you to bring a little joy to your Monday.

Happy shopping.