Damn, I hate eating my words. Remember this post? And how you guys rushed to defend me? Well get out the pitchforks, 'cause guess who jumped on the friggin' sanctimony train?
Someone on facebook made a joke about a "mute point" and what do I do, but comment, "It's moot point." Like some uptight English teacher. Geez, I can be a jerk.
They're going to take away my godless whore badge. I just know it.
Friday, June 05, 2009
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Welcome to My World
It's a crazy one. Here's the guide.
Mr. Clairol: My darling husband and love of my life. He's a mechanic, dyes his hair platinum blond and drives to work on a Vespa. I swear he isn't gay.
Drama Queen: My fourteen year old daughter who is frighteningly brilliant and gorgeous to boot. Of course, I am her mother.
Missy Hoohaw: The four year old daughter. She loves animals and roughhousing and earned her name by being a 28 year old Marine in a preschooler's body. No, she doesn't swear and drink. But she can run twenty miles in the rain and give a mighty Hoo-rah.
Big Red: Our toddler son, who is redheaded and proud of it. He's got a healthy temper and the sweetest smile this side of the Mississippi, so it evens out. I was worried about defending him from his sisters at first. Now, I worry about the girls.
The Beast: Our dog, who is a mutt, heavy on the Great Dane. He's named after a heavy metal guitarist in my husband's all time favorite band. This says it all, believe me.
This is my life. Try not to be too jealous.
Mr. Clairol: My darling husband and love of my life. He's a mechanic, dyes his hair platinum blond and drives to work on a Vespa. I swear he isn't gay.
Drama Queen: My fourteen year old daughter who is frighteningly brilliant and gorgeous to boot. Of course, I am her mother.
Missy Hoohaw: The four year old daughter. She loves animals and roughhousing and earned her name by being a 28 year old Marine in a preschooler's body. No, she doesn't swear and drink. But she can run twenty miles in the rain and give a mighty Hoo-rah.
Big Red: Our toddler son, who is redheaded and proud of it. He's got a healthy temper and the sweetest smile this side of the Mississippi, so it evens out. I was worried about defending him from his sisters at first. Now, I worry about the girls.
The Beast: Our dog, who is a mutt, heavy on the Great Dane. He's named after a heavy metal guitarist in my husband's all time favorite band. This says it all, believe me.
This is my life. Try not to be too jealous.
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3 comments:
Darling -
Your Godless Whore badge stays with you forever ... like Herpes. Not even antibiotics can take it away from you.
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO
my kid would drive you BONKERS...he always says, "EVER mind" instead of "NEVER mind" or "teilbasa" instead of "Kielbasa"...I love it!
Don't you just hate it when something bites you on the butt? Life can be so cruel sometimes!
No more worries. It happens to all of us.
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