This is my blog. My journal. If it were a paper journal....you would see lots of doodles and a coffee stain or two. If this is your way of advertising your services....then you'd better hone up your sales pitch. What's next? Oh, you have laugh lines, I will give you free botox.?
Speaking of squirrels, they are the ones destroying my little (cheesy?...you fucker) display of corn stalks, pumpkins and such. So take it from me, the village idiots wife, take the cobs of corn OFF the stalks!
Fuck-stick gave me the money lecture yesterday and today. I guess it was LOLGOF. (Listen to one lecture, get one free.)
My favorite Christmas song? JOY TO THE WORLD.....AND CRAP TO ME.
On the plus side, I did get my tranny serviced-no, not Chaz.
"Are you smoking in the garage? Don't burn it down!" Followed by a different lecture. I like that Hunter mixes it up.
I know.....why do I stay and all that. I have my reasons. Financial. Love. Allow me to bitch and moan. It could save someone's life someday! Sometimes it's just little irritations that build up. Some are big - ha, I just said big - and fight worthy.
Know what? If had to lose one of my senses, I would give up hearing. I can hear the music in my head. I can even hear it in harmony! Lots of voice lessons, piano lessons and choirs. But I wouldn't have to hear all the meanness in the world and I don't just mean at home.
So, I am sorry for not using the word fuck very much. It was really flying through my mind today but once I get up here to the computer I seem to be much