How do you solve a problem like Maria?

Sisters at a convent probably make you think of praying, the Sound of Music, ancient ladies and quiet voices.

The Sisters of St. Catherine are apparently a bit edgier, with a dark side to boot. Nothing says I love Jesus like a painting of a skeleton-faced nun, impaling faces.

Outfit malfunction

Apparently I took the month of October off. I guess zombies, haunted basements and pub crawls just weren't funny enough. No worries. Oopsydoodles is still barely H1N1 free, and ready for embarrassing action.

Lets start with a trip to the Wedge Food Co-op, where Laura and I witnessed the literal wedge.

Shoepsydoodles.

Once upon a time there was a girl named Rachel. She woke up on Monday morning, got dressed, and walked to work.

Once seated at her desk, a coworker politely asked her to take a look at her shoes. This is when she first noticed her mistake. The positive: she was wearing two shoes. The negative: they were completely different.

Shoepsydoodles.

Rachel: Two points for you, one for each foot.

Hot eats, cool treats!

When visiting ancient Mayan ruins, you don't expect to stumble across a basic Dairy Queen, boasting the same blizzards as the DQ on Snelling in St. Paul. Am I upset with this outrageous display of Americanization? Of course not, bring on the ice cream!

Street Cleaning or a game of "Trust Walk?"

Street cleaning is no easy task, and you have to hand it to the Mexicans at their desire for face-safety. Who needs a face mask when a shirt covering your entire head does the same trick?

Back from Mexico!

As much as I love relaxing on a sunny, warm beach, there is nothing more rewarding than international Oopsydoodles. While this photo may seem like a charming "Facebook shot," please note the man sitting behind me, in nothing other than a red speedo. How do they manage to find me?

$1 for the full 50 or 70 minutes

Its a complete bummer I missed this ramp since its apparently awesome with a guarantee of 50-70 minutes of entertainment.

Rachel: One point.

What date is Cinco de Mayo? Beats me.

First, is the obvious. Second, why is there a sign advertising the wonderful Mexican holiday of Cinco de Mayo, in August? Just asking.

Rachel: one oopsydoodle point has been awarded to you.

Making New Friends!

When Rachel and I decided to spend the afternoon relaxing along Lake Calhoun, we didn't expect to meet an admirer in a bright red speedo and smug smile to match, Enjoy.

(Take a look over Rachel's shoulder and for a nice close up, click on the second photo)

The Deer Stamp

Rachel took a lovely trip to San Diego, but managed to find  a not-so-lovely tramp stamp at the beach.

First:  tramp stamps are never okay

Second:  Antlers?  Really?  

Needless to say, this girl and I will never be friends.

Rachel:  this picture earns you 5 Oopsydoodle points.

Move-Your-Car-Oopsydoodle

Sent:   Thursday, July 09, 2009 12:25 PM 
To:     Eden Prairie Managers (CBH); Eden Prairie Facility (CBH); Eden Prairie Employees 
Subject:        ATTENTION: Owner of Red Grand Prix 
Importance:     High

If you are the owner of the following vehicle

can you please move your vehicle immediately

as this is the location where the

“Family Fun Fit Day” event is taking place.

You will need to move the cones to get out

of the parking lot, and we ask that you return

the cones to their proper place.

Thank you for your cooperation!

Red -- Pontiac Grand Prix -- JRC 736

Marketing Oopsydoodle

I like Honey-Comb, but I don't like Beeboy.  

This doesn't taste like bacon...

I never said CIGNA employees could spell, but they certainly know how to make ammends with a lunchtime Oopsydoodle.

Source:  This note was found by Christine Jasken, who has just earned her first Oopsydoodle credit.  Keep them coming.

Patriotism!

Thank goodness for the Fourth of July to bring out the best in the Central Minnesota residents!  This young man not only sports a kilt, bag pipes, but a blonde... a blonde what?  Is that a mullet?  A tame mohawk?  Cocker Spaniel?  Whatever it may be, I commend you for your bravery.

Mullet!

This is why I am proud to say I grew up in Stearns County.

Oopsydoodle employment

This is when I start appreciating my full-time, office job.  

You can't pay me enough to dress up in a monkey costume and dance to "Puh-puh-poh-pokerrrr-face."  Well, the costume part I will admittedly do for free.

She's been vulcan-ated

Why is it half of the Oopsydoodles posts involve Andrea?  Coincidence, being in the wrong place at the wrong time, or, might there be a connection?

Here, she was attacked by vulcans, who drew on her face, then danced circles around her, while her friends stood to the side taking these photos.

No thanks.

Do you wish this was your car?  Too bad for you,  its xtinct!

May the bride be with you!

Dear future Mr. Rachel Peterson (Han Solo),

In case you are reading this, take careful note on the wedding photos seen here.  If its possible to predict someone's future, this would be the best example.  

Rachel; just so you know, I have already pre-ordered my Chewie costume.  See you there.

Lets segue out of here!

What better way to see the Minneapolis waterfront than by segue tour with your closest friends and family?  I have an idea!  How about by foot, they call it walking!!!

Get excited!

To make up for lost time, I added three new Oopsy Doodles today!  I realize I was MIA for a bit, and simply shouldn't let my followers (1) down.

Not to worry!  I am back, and have even more mishaps to share this week.  My weekend was so jam packed with embarrassment, I must spread it out so as not to over excite.

Consider this a bookmark for more fun to come!

What's worse than 'Fail?'

Remember when the parking meter read "fail?"  This time it was really upset.

Grand Old Day or Grand Old.. You decide.

Lets be eco-friendly.

My little cousin knows that polluting is wrong, which is why he was inventive and recycled this paper bag by illustrating a political statement.

ShamWow or ShamDon't

A ShamWow demonstration at the Farmer's Market?  Yes please!  Notice how intent the women are:  they understand the intensity of their potential purchase, especially when they heard the man has a four-year college degree!

Parking OopsyDoodle. Don't worry, it wasn't me.

I knew the parking spots in the ramp at work were small, but I have never wanted a spot so bad as to sacrifice the paint job on my car.

A) Proper amount of space from pillar:

B) Can I put my pinky between the car and pillar? No.

I couldn't pass this up...

Fail-Literally.

When Minneapolis enforces parking meters on a Sunday, you would think they would at least be appreciative.

But after spending hard earned laundry quarters at an attempt to abide by the law, the meter laughs in our faces and declares FAIL.

Funny enough, trying to get a proper image of this parking meter without the sun hazing the message was a fail in itself.  

Future famous photographer? Probably not.

What happens when Stanger tries to take a picture by extending her arm?  She photographs the backseat.  

Team Bonding

What are you supposed to do when your boss insists you sit through a 7-hour teleconference presentation, with no internet access, starving you from Facebook, the oxygen of our existence?

You draw on the whiteboard, of course.

Who will claim this cane?

When on recess from the world of corporate, I encountered a cane in the middle of the road.  

My colleague skillfully dodged the item, while I asked "Is that a cane?"  She understood the urgency of confirming this, and pulled her car over so I could get a better look.  

The owner, or acquirer, made several attempts to get it from the street, as wild suburban mothers rushed past him to get to Target.

Before  you hate me for posting this and laughing at an elder, note that no one was hurt, and please ask yourself how a man's cane wound up in the middle of the road?

 

Andrea's Open for Business

I don't really think this picture needs explaining.  

Douche Bag Oopsy Doodle.

Its almost too good to be true. How would you feel if you found this on your car?

Ugh-Construction on 35.

This is entirely an oopsy doodle. Pictures to follow.

http://www.startribune.com/local/west/44306012.html?elr=KArks:DCiUHc3E7_V_nDaycUiD3aPc:_Yyc:aUUr

It started with Andrea Lauren...

When my sister was a toddler, she was just as sarcastic as she is now. If she broke something, made a mistake or insulted my mom, she quickly responded with a drawn out "oopsy doodles!" As if to say "I could really care less what you think, and since I am a kid and you are an adult, you get to clean up my mess, and swallow my snotty remarks."

I have finally figured out the point of my existence; finding oopsy doodles that you just might enjoy as much as me.