Guess what time it is?
Are you ready?
Hold on to your granny panties, because it is time for random crap.
The excitement is too much for you to handle, isn't it?
This week has been pretty uneventful.
Hubby is still working non-human hours, so, it's just me and the kids....and Jersey the dog....and the horses.....and.....umm, you get the jist.
Last week I told you I was addicted to Breaking Bad, but I forgot to mention my other favourite show.
Then you must question and be suspicious of anyone on the computer because they are probably not who you think they are.
I mean, for all you know I could be a 67 year old single man who lives in Tokyo.
It freaks my freak out to see how dumb people are.
They love people they have never met in person. They send these people money and naked photos.
Dear Child of Mine
When I asked if your pregnant supply teacher was young, you told me no. Then you said she was about my age.
This is what I want to do when my favourite song comes on.
Oldest son is almost 12 and I am pretty sure that hormones are taking over his body.
This scares me.
This makes me want to run away for a few years.
I am thinking about starting a support group for parents of children going through puberty.
I will serve alcohol and bon bons.
Who is in?
There was a snake in my grandma's basement on Thanksgiving day.
I peed my pants a little when my brave Uncle brought it upstairs to show everyone.
I love you, but I will never, ever go in your basement again.
November is coming up soon.
Stuff happening in November.
My 13th wedding anniversary.
Trip to Disney.
Lung Cancer Awareness Month. Learn about it. Then we can talk about it, because it is an evil monster that needs to be cured.
My Daddy's tree.