VO and Sprite. It's not just for breakfast anymore!

Yeah.  That was my dinner tonight. 
About being married to Jesus.  One day Hunter and I were having a fight talk and he made a comment, "What.....do you need to put your hand in my side?"  I got hysterical.  I don't do that but I am telling you....I starting yelling that he wasn't Jesus and that I wouldn't worship him and on and on.  I can't how disturbed I was.  And it was a crazy immediate feeling.  WOW!  He later explained that it was just a figure of speech and that I was over reacting.  Um.....how should a person react to that?
The week before I thought I was a hooker but then I realized that hookers get paid, right?  How much does a blow-job go for these days?  And another thing.  Why is it called a blow job when it actually sucking?  Well unless there is ice involved.
And a week later I thought I was a farmer.  Yard work...which I actually enjoy. 

My son in law got me that smart phone.  A Samsung Galaxy S III.  I have been playing Candy Crush.  I never could get it hooked up to my WIFI at home.  I finally got the neighbor to do it.  And even though he is extremely tech savvy....after he gave up he tried one more thing.  And YAY!  It worked.  I am too excited.  I bet my son-in-law is too cuz I was using up all the data.

Hunter had his cardio-conversion Monday.  They found out he had A Fib and so this procedure was scheduled.  But because his Coumadin level was 1.8 or whatever after 5 weeks of being at 2.5....they had to do a camera/scope thingie to check for blood clots.  It didn't work.  They upped the joules and did it a 2nd time.  Upped the joules one more time and that was as high as it goes.  Still didn't work but then a bit later.....it started beating in the right rhythm.

So.  A Hooker, Mrs. Jesus and a Farmer.  A women wears a lot of different hats doesn't she?

AND THE BEAT GOES ON.....

First, let us welcome Hunter home from the farm.  Hmmm.  Odd.  I don't hear any cheers.  Wonder why that is.  Oh...here comes

Now it is the next day.  I woke up this morning and looked for the money on the night stand  It wasn't there.  I must start getting my payment ahead of time.  My pimp's gonna be mad.
Maggie is home also.  She brought her teeth back.  Damn.
When is 10 minutes = 3 HOURS?   When it's my dryer.  What the What?

We are going to the musical  "Grease" tonight with our friends.  I love musicals.!  The theater is beautiful.  Truly.  And it's right on the river.  I feel like an adult when we go there.  Elegance abounds.  Today I need to mow but I will leave it until tomorrow when it cooler out.  Have sheets hanging out on the line.    Need to cut Hunter's hair and trim his beard. 

That's about it.  Got things to do.  Peace.

Opps.  Almost forgot to address the title of this post.  My memory sucks.  It truly does.  But I do have random things that pop up from time to time.   I remember the color name of the first lipstick I ever bought.and wore.  It was called - Beat Pink.  It was a lighter pink with a touch of whimmery white.  Cool!