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Happy Birthday Sweet Boy...

This is my stepson Kris and his first real girlfriend, Kaiti.....I found this photo on his facebook page and can I just say that at first it was a little odd to see him hugging up on a teenage girlk but it was bound to happen sooner or later.

I've had the whole 'talk' with him so he knows that he can come to me for anything. She's seventeen and today he is sixteen so I hope they enjoy their first love. No other will be as exciting.

I married his dad when he was three and he has turned into the cutest and most polite teenage boy I've ever known.

I love you Kristopher Chance.....Happy Birthday.

What are you......seven?

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So I posted this tranquil photo so you could get good and relaxed before I tell you about my Saturday at Joni's house......

She ask me to come over to hang some photos and shelves for her so off Chandler and I went to her house at eleven on Saturday. As soon as we walked in, Chandler ran over to her, threw his ten year old arms around her and blurted out, "Omg, Joni you're a hoarder and you need a hug!"

Yep, my child never misses an episode of Hoarders on A&E either...

The day started off bad as soon as I walked into her bedroom she starts pulling out four flat, long boxes out from under her bed all saying, "I'd like for you to hang these letters up for me." Now these letters were all metal and about 22 inches long....after looking at her like she was crazy I ask where did she suggest I hang them. She quietly replied, "Over my bed." Before sending it through my filter I blurted out, "What are you seven?" Luckily she laughed and then decided that after me putting it that way she might not want her name up in lights over her bed after all.

After hanging a couple of things in the living room I went down the hall and caught a glimpse of Kendall's room or lack there of......so I was all, "Let's go through Kendall's room so he can play and sleep in here." She reluctantly agreed. To start I sat her on the floor at the door to go through three bags of things that needed to be gone through. At some point, I ask where did the clothes that are sitting on his bed need to go and she was all, 'they go in the chest of drawers.' I pulled out the fullest drawer to find that this child owes 8962 white socks that haven't been mated. After looking at her like I'd just caught her kissing Kenny she said, 'I'm sorry I just don't have the patience to mate them.' No words people, I have no words.....

On to the closet, he has two hanging sections one up and one down. The space between the two I found all of Kendall's baby clothes that she wanted to keep, a couple of backpacks, some too small shoes, and three little baby boy sleepers with the tags on em. "Um, do you need to keep these? Little man has clearly outgrown em." She says, "Well, I actually bought them for a girl who was having a baby."

"Admit to me that that baby is about four years old right now and that you forgot where you shoved these." She has yet to admit that. But I did inquire as to why a baby gift was in his closet, she said, "Cause he's a boy and it was a boy gift." What? What has to be going on in your head for you to purchase a baby gift then think that it would be great stored in you childs closet?

I made new rules for his room and was to post them on his door saying, "Ask yourself these questions. 1. Does this item belong to Kendall? If the answer is no, do not bring it into this room.......2. Refer to question one....." So I hope she adheres to my new rule for his room......and I hope that she still loves me after me blogging about it.....

13 things my mom has called me at work about....

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Okay, no lie my mom can't live without a lot of stuff but these are just a few and on more than one occasion she has actually called me at work to blurt out on the phone....she about a minute out of the nursing home.

** "The cable is out on two of the tv's!" - Omg, call the press my mom hasn't got cable on two tvs and she is probably sitting on the sofa right now rocking back and forth mumbling, "Ba,ba,ba,ba,ba......" until it comes back on.

** "I just came back from taking Chan to school and there are a bunch of black crows on Satan's porch." - Yep this would be our neighbors who have a 16 year old Marilyn Manson living with them and my mom keeps dibs on their two little girls in cause he freaks and offers them as a Satan sacrifice.

** "The dumb fool woman has got her car stuck in some snow trying to cut line, serves her right. Stupid woman." - My mom loves to see dumb shit people do dumb shit stuff so she can share with me while I'm at work.

** "Um, instead of you giving me a check can you just put in into my Paypal account cause I'm on a diuretic and can't get across town to the bank without stopping to pee," - No lie, our town is two miles big. I suggested she get catheterized and carry around a pee purse under her clothes. And don't even get me started on the amount of toilet paper this woman can go through due to the diuretic.

** "Theres a giant thing banging on the inside of the kitchen wall when I flush the toilet or try to wash a load of laundry! I'm serious, it sounds like a midget banging the wall with a jack hammer." - Don't worry this was just a faulty pressure valve.

** "Never send me to the Hobby Lobby with a theme. I just spent two hundred dollars on pink Christmas balls." - In her defense we had a fabulous tree and she had to return about four boxes of said balls. Too many pink balls is overkill.

** "The water is turned off, I need you to call the water company. Please do it now cause for some reason now that I know it's off I have to dodo'". - Oh yeah, they came to turn our neighbors water off cause they didn't pay their bill....live in a three hundred thousand dollar house but can't pay the water bill....go figure. They had it back on in five minutes, water dude was still in the neighborhood.

** "Are you sitting down? Cause I've just come home from taking Chan and the blind dude from two doors down was in our kitchen banging the door with his stick trying to get out." - Poor Cedrick the blind dude miscounted the condos and ended up in ours. Kenny was upstairs asleep so Mom didn't lock the door. We locked it from that point forward.

** "The neighbors have fairies on their porch with pointy ears." - Pointy ears mean you evil according to my momma.

** "You new flat screen TV is making a screaming noise and I'm afraid to touch it cause it might electrocute me." - That TV went right back to Target that day.

** "Chandler can't poop so I'm not sending him to school." -I swear my step mom would send me go to school if I was three weeks backed up. But my Chan can sneeze a blue booger and he gets to stay home. Omg, kill me now.
** "Can you call the water company, I accidentally paid them the electricity bill money. I need them to refund my two hundreds." - This shit has happened two time. Not once but twice. Old people shouldn't be allowed to have bill pay through their bank. Took me three months to get that damn money back for her.

** "This little twit Alexis is about to piss me off. She had her damn mommie take her down the street to another child's house so she didn't have to wait for the bus with Chan." - Apparently the child next door and Chan had the words the day before and Alexis wasn't over it yet. You never mess with a big lady's grandchild.

Omg Chinese dude seriously....

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Alright, the weather men redeemed their damn self's this weekend by actually getting it right. However, Friday morning at four am one of those bitches was all, 'oh, it won't roll in here till this afternoon sometime.' Wtf was he smoking?

I went into work at seven, and was on the damn iced over roads by 9:45 passing eight wrecks on my twenty mile ride home. Assholes. So if Tennesseans aren't already bad enough, just throw in some ice and snow then they get really jacked up hence all the wrecks.

Kenny had taken his car in for an oil change the day before this crap hit and was told that some fucking valve things was causing oil to leak onto his engine so they needed to order a part then he would need to return on Friday to have them install it, the snow hadn't hit Franklin by 10:00 so I told him to go on and have them do it and we would just pick up later. Well has luck would have it, and like the true dumb ass that I am I decided to go a bit further away from the oil change place than I should have which resulted in my calling the oil change place to have them leave the car in their parking lot. The owner wasn't sure that he would be in today, so he took our keys to the manager of the Daily's gas station and told me to just pick up the keys from him anytime during the weekend.

Today we were about determined not to go out and after begging Kenny to go out in the ice and snow all day, at 3:00 pm he actually agreed, this ice chunk off our windshield. So off we go to retrieve the car. Getting across town to the Daily's wasn't so bad but getting Ching Ching to understand that I needed to pick up my keys was a bit like stealing candy from a baby. Kenny was filling my car as I went inside. Chinese dude was about sixty and resembled a broke down Arnold from Happy Days.....

Me: Hi. Um, you're manager is holding some keys for me to our car which is next door at the oil change place.

Chingy: Um, no....I no know what.....no.

Me: What? I need to pick up my keys.

Chingy: What time?

Me: Time? I guess it's about four right now, what's that got to do with my keys?

Chingy: I no know......I not sure what.....

Me: Do you speak English.

Chingy: Yes, I peak Enlish.

Me: Then what are you saying? Do you have the keys or not?

Chingy: I no know.

Me: Do you have a manager?

Chingy: I have assis maniga and maniga maniga.

Me: Okay, are they here?

Chingy: No.

Me: Look behind your counter for my keys. They look like this...(at this point I'm all shaking my keys at him to show him the wrist bracelet that each of our key changes have on them.)

Chingy: (Pretends to look for the keys.) No, no keys.

Me: (And at this point he is actually looking at me like I'm just gonna leave quietly without said keys.) Okay, I need you to call the manager and ask where my keys are cause leaving without some keys is not an option.

Chingy: (Looks at some piece of paper, writes down a number that is totally illegible, hands me his cordless phone.) You call.

Me: Okay, but what is that number that looks exactly like an N.

Chingy: It's seben.

Me: Of course it is.

I finally get the manager on the phone and he says they are on his desk. I told him thank you and I was sorry that I had to call him because Janichi wasn't understanding anything I was saying to him. Then Chingy actually tries to tell me that his name is not Janichi. I just waved at him while snatching the keys out of his non English understanding ass. I did say thank you so I'm not a total ogre. I mean something that should have taken thirty seconds took over five minutes. Shit.

Oh, and the damn McDonalds on this side of town was closed due to the weather. I swear this entire town shuts down when it snows well everyone but the Dailys.

So I drive Kenny to his car across the street, wait the thirty minutes it takes to chisel the ice off the damn windows, then I pull off and am about to pull out of the oil change parking lot when I hear this really creepy squealing. Yep, Kenny's car is actually sitting on a thin sheet of ice and it refuses to budge. I even try pushing the damn thing with my crippled ass, finally I got inside and Kenny pushed it out of that freaking ice pit.

We finally got home safe with a happy meal and without any wrecked cars.....so thank you Baby Jesus for that.

omg, what the hell...,

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Not to be in a totally bitchy mood all the damn time but yesterday I started having some eye issues. I mean watering and itching like a bitch. Okay?

So today it didn't get much better by nine this morning all my damn eye makeup was running down my cheeks and my shit was all bloodshot too. So my boss was all you need to leave and hit a doctors office to be sure it's not pink eye. Wtf?

I leave work go to the local walk in clinic, not Walgreens bullshit one person who's not a doctor clinic, but a real doctors office walk in clinic. While waiting on the doctor to come in, I look in the mirror to find that my eyes are clear as a bell. But she comes in hands out some eye drops and a steroid prescription in case I'm not better by Thursday. OH and I'm to call if I see some creepy ooze coming out of my eye for her to call me in some damn pink eye medicine. So in other words I paid 35.oo copay for someone to tell me that she's not sure what I have.

Then as if my day wasn't bad freaking enough, I come home to find my child has about 67 math problems to complete which were what he called two step division. However, he couldn't for the life of himself remember how to do the shit. Oh yeah, had five of them already done but was apparently just copying the shit off someone else's paper cause he spent the next thirty minutes crying over this shit. I looked on the Internet and some Architect bullshit came up......what the hell are they teaching my fourth grader.

Again, I do the payroll checks for about four thousand people and I don't need anything but my trusty calculator. If he were a girl, I'd tell him that boys don't like smart girls and to step away from the pencil. I finally had to call Jill, a girl from work who has a very smart 16 year old daughter who just happens to stinking love some math. But of course, the one time I need her teenage ass, she's at a friends house,,,on a school night. So what the hell is that about?

Don't worry her seventh grader, Zach got on the phone and explained the damn shit to me. Yeah, in order to complete a two step division problem you will need to divide the first two numbers, then multiply the second two, then do the crap all over again to divide the first number with the second number and don't forget to multiply the first with the result of the second......see, you'd need to be a crack head to complete this shit.

Then I had to teach this bullshit to Chandler all the while he was crying for me to stop yelling at him.....omg, it's 6:46 I'm going to bed and hoping to wake up with nice new eyes and no stupid math crap to do tomorrow night. Wish me luck...

Just a couple of my pet peeves....

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** Weathermen that can't seem to get the shit correct. I mean either we're getting four inches or we're not. This can't be that damn hard. I think they should dock their pay when they get the crap wrong. This was our four inches.....

** Suave Professional shampoo and conditioner which is all acting like their crap is way better than any other and I ran right down to purchase this shit. The shampoo is okay, but the conditioner is like watered down a bit. I need my conditioner to condition and you can't condition if you're mostly water. Suave get it right next time.

** Obama and his stupid federal tax cut. You know the one where he lowered the federal taxes that come out of your check, yet he didn't bother to lower the tax owed in the back of that fucking 1040 book? Now everyone is gonna be in for a giant surprise when they get little or no money back on their return or when they actually owe taxes instead of getting a refund. Way to go Obama.

** People who stand on the side of the road in a residential neighborhood and scream, 'Slow down!' to me. I swear I have to resist the urge to slam on my breaks, back my hooptie van up to where they stand, and scream, "Keep you're fucking kids out of the road!" Better yet, use condoms so I don't have to worry about hitting any of your babies. Geez!

** Neighbors who still have their Christmas decorations up. I kid you not, there is a house down the street that has a giant Santa that is now all slumped over and almost out of the recliner they have him sitting in on their front porch. It's almost Valentines day bitches. Oh you know what, just throw a giant heart in Santas hands and go for it.

** Restaurants that have 'family style' servings. My boss took us to just such an Italian place for lunch yesterday and it was good enough but when they showed up with one giant piece of cake for eight people at the table, I was all, "Um, where is theirs." I mean everyone got an ounce of cake and at twenty five dollars a head that's a little bit ridiculous.

** Schools that punish my child twice for the crime. Okay, not for nothing but I just had to speak the hell up to the principal of Chan's school this year. Not only do they dole out what they call 'sos' citations which result in you not getting to participate in recess on a daily basis, if you get more than six 'sos' thingies in a nine week period, you don't get to go to their precious Citizenship party. That party is only for the good kids, I mean we wouldn't want you delinquent creeps to sneak in to rape and pillage anyone. I'm telling you I chewed his ass a new hole and he didn't have the wedding tackle to email me back or to even call me and explain his so called discipline plan. Thank God Chan only has to go to that prison, I mean school for one year before heading off to the town middle school.

** People who can't seem to complete a task that they assured you they would complete. I mean don't fucking offer to do it, if you're just too fucking lazy to actually complete the task. Fuck, no one ask you to do it, you offered now man up and get the shit done for Christ sake. Sorry, got carried away. But damn some people are like teenagers their entire lives......and they need someone to box their jaws a bit.

Yes Mommie...

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Oh yeah, Chandler had been in the shower a little too long the other night and I yelled his name as I came in into the bathroom. He actually looked around the shower curtain with two bath puffs hanging from his ears like giant earrings screaming, "Yes, Mom?"

He begged me not to put this on the Internet but I couldn't resist.....it made me pee my pants where I was standing.

Just wanted to share the comedian that I have brought into this world....Peace out, Peeps.

Ronald McDonalds can suck it...

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Before I start my bitching session, let me introduce you to my little pizza baker, Chandler actually wanted to learn how to make and bake a pizza. I was way excited to teach him as Kenny has only been working for this pizza company for over a year and we have enough free pizza toppings and bases to feed a small village....love the pizza business.

Now, onto this morning: After I tried to return my redbox dvd rental to the box and was told that it was full and that I would need to come back later to return my shit.....whatever bitch box!

So I decided that I could use a bacon, egg, and cheese biscuit and a medium vanilla cappuccino take to work. I drive to the order box, and blurt out my order then I notice that the order screen says 5.99. What?! For a biscuit and a fancy coffee? Oh, we're gonna talk when I get I around to that girls window.

I pull around and the little bitch opens the window and says, "that be six turdy two." What? After she repeated that crazy foreign shit, I yelled, "6.32 for a biscuit and a coffee? That's ridiculous, Ronald is high on crack." She just handed me my change and probably said, "Whatever fat bitch." in her head.

Now if that wasn't bad enough, I pull to the pick up window and the manager hands me a large cup that felt a little lite. So I opened it in front of her to find that it was only half full. I looked at her with a 'what the fuck?' look on my face and she says, "Oh, we're out of medium cups so I had to put it in there." Well now, I wouldn't want you to just give me an ounce of extra ass tasting water that you pass off has cappuccino now would I?

It was so funky tasting that I had to dump that shit out and fill it with hot chocolate at work, so basically I paid 6.32 for a cold biscuit and a cup to put my own hot fucking chocolate in. Happy New Year.....

Happy New Year......

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I just wanted to wish everyone a happy and healthy 2010, we took Chandler on our New Year date night thia year, he was so stoked about that....I guess I should enjoy him before he becomes a teenager and starts to think I'm lame.....I also love that my moms raincoat got in my new year photo and that's not a spider on my shirt it's a clippie that when blown up looks exactly like a spider.

Oh and on a side note, I'm standing in the Walmart this afternoon at the end of an isle watching Kenny fight his way to the Chips a hoy cookies when I sense someone standing entirely too close to my ass. I turned around and find this short, fat lady with long black hair leaning into the back of my head......yeah, like she was smelling my hair or something. I was all, "Um, excuse me. Can I help you?' Crazy replied, "Oh, um no I was just looking at your hair color. I wish I had mine like that." I was all, "Thank you, but next time could you do that from a safe distance I thought you were a crazy stalker." She just smiled and went on down the bake goods isle. So hooray for the crazies, I mean it was a full moon and I got a stalker hobbit smelling my hair......what the fuck? Love y'all.

Guess who's not coming to dinner...

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Okay, for those of you who know me, you remember my in laws? That would be Austin Powers and Mortisha? Well, let me just give you a 12 year update.

Um, I first laid eyes on these fucked up hillbillies as I'm walking down the isle on my wedding day. You can actually see the look of horror come over my face as I'm walking down the isle on the video.

I went to their home for the first time for Christmas of 1997 which was about a month after we got married. It was awful to say the least. His oldest brother. the Elvis look a like, Chris and his fat ugly, know it all sixth grade drop out wife, Katherine were there along with their three creepy home schools girls, who had never seen the inside of a public school or a beauty salon what with their scroungy, greasy, matted, long hair. (Btw, I predicted that day that one of those girls would be pregnant by the age of 14 and I was right.) His younger pot head brother, Dennis and his two rug burner kids, one of which was four at the time and couldn't speak clear English cause as my mother in law put it, 'she's slow.' was there. And um, she's not slow she just has a crack head for parents who don't take the time to teach her anything much less actually talk to her. And his wife was in rehab and couldn't make it that day so I've actually never met her.

Kenny is the best looking thing that came out of that family. He still acts a lot like his father but only on the days that he goes to visit which have been getting further and further apart as the 12 years of marriage have gone along.

I never went back for Christmas after I was accused of 'grabbing Kenny's penis' in front of her girls by my fabulous new sister in law. Mortisha told me about this a couple of days after Christmas and I assured her that he was helping me off the floor and I have a home if I feel the need to touch any ones penis. Thank you very much.

As luck would have it my gall bladder blew up the day before Christmas on our second one as a married couple so I didn't have to attend the creepy greasy family get together. After that year, I made up excuses not to go and it's worked fine until this year. But I'll get back to that in a minute.

I washed my hands of my father in law the day I had my baby shower, while Mortisha and I were at the party, Kenny had to sit home and listen to the fact that he was a giant pussy (I mean who still uses this word other than a man that still wears crushed velvet blazers? Not to mention that it's the most offensive word ever.) who needed to put his bitch wife in her place, that women should be seen and not heard, and that he needed to be at their house on his days off during the week and not at the baby doctor with me, as being pregnant didn't have anything to do with men folk and women should be able to handle it on their own. Oh yeah, calm down bitches he lets stupid shit like that fall out his one tooth having pie hole on a daily basis.

So needless to say I've not seen my in laws in ten years and his brothers in 12 years. So this year Kenny was all asking me if I could just go with him. You know what, I can bend my no stupid rednecks rule for one year for Kenny's sake. I wasn't happy or looking forward to it, but I agreed to go. Oh and I should mention that last weekend he and my stepson, Kristopher went to visit his parents and Kenny came home acting like his giant dildo father. Apparently, he forgot who he was married to and said to Chandler on his way out the door to get McDonald's, 'If I go you better eat every fucking bite.' Oh dear Lord, please keep my hand from grabbing this forty pound paperweight and lounging it into this assholes skull.

Kenny paid dearly for that comment for the better part of four days, even had me offer to be roommates with him until he could afford to move out complete with him sleeping in the other bedroom and us dating as we pleased....I swear when we do get a divorce it will be because of his attitude. He hates his father but acts just like him a lot of the time. Wtf?

Well, as you all know that we had to rush to the doctors office on Christmas eve morning because dippy had Vertigo? And I suppose we should have contacted them that day to warn that we probably wouldn't be out Christmas day, but we didn't. Kenny decided to call them at six pm on Friday night to let them know that we weren't coming. Okay, first I think they knew that at two this afternoon when we didn't show up.

So long story short, he father decided to let him know that we couldn't come over on Saturday because Chris and his bundle of beauty family would be there and that they didn't really care for me, so we should probably come next weekend. People, I couldn't get their gifts in the car fast enough to return them the next day. I did make his mom a mini scrapbook that couldn't be returned. I'll be mailing it tomorrow along with a note that explains that in case they hadn't noticed, I really don't have any use for any of them, so they wouldn't have to worry about me being around their other two precious kids as I only agreed this time to support Kenny. Also I intend to send a copy of the doctors bill to prove that Kenny was indeed sick and that it wasn't my evil wife intentions to keep him away from them on Christmas and I'll end it by letting her know that I will start the process of changing my name back to my maiden name as I've been embarrass to even had their stupid dumber than a box of rocks name for the last 12 years anyway.

The bottom line is that his dad is jealous of Kenny, he has always been jealous of him because his mom showers him with love....then it just got worse when Kenny married up and I MADE him move to hoity toity Frankvegas with all the other rich people in the world. I mean why would you want your child to have a great life, if you never had one? That would just be crazy. I hope they all rot in Hell.....Sorry Baby Jesus, I know you don't like ugly but sometimes I can't help it. And I'm sorry that you guys had to endure that but I had to let it out before I snapped off and killed his entire family.

Merry Christmas...

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Okay, here's the photo I promised from yesterday. How sickly does he look? And by the way, he got up this morning all better and vacuumed the whole house. I hosted Christmas breakfast at my house this year and it went great. I even got up early enough to make everyone cards with my new Cricut machine.

Here's my favorite gift, it's the print with our names etched in the sand. If you double click you can see the actual print and I'll be really big on your computer which is always a plus...

This is my brother Jerome and my sister in law Stephanie with their card. After I made it I realized that Jeromes paperdoll hand is groping her paperdolls boobs. Only me people...

And this is me and Chandler on Christmas morning wishing everyone a Merry Christmas.....Love y'all.

Christmas Eve from Hell.....

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So I go to work this morning at 6:45 and I'm all sitting there minding my own business and feeling pretty pissy because I'm awfully sure that I'm the only person in the free world that actually had to go to work today.

Then my boss comes by to tell us that, the ones of us that did come in, could go home after working six hours, then they'll pay us for the last two hours out of the kindness of their pea picking hearts. So I hunker down and start playing on the Internet cause as luck would have it we can't get into our payroll system due to the fact that it's calcing the upcoming payroll. Fat lotta good it's doing us to be here.

At 9:30 my mom calls and the day really gets going, she's all, "Um, I came down to run to Kroger and Kenny has Vertigo." Holy baby Christ, are you seriouslt shittin me right now?

He's had this about three times in the 12 years that we've been married so I know all too well what to do. I called him, told him to get ready cause I'd be there in about 30 minutes to drive him to the doctor, who was kind enough to be open today and taking walk ins till 2:00 pm. As I walk in the front door, I see him stagger down the steps, trip into the cat, stumble out the door, and to the van sliding door all the while holding his mouth to catch any groceries that might fly out due to his dizziness. Now for those of you that don't know me, my child is totally spoiled and I actually have a futon mattress in the very back of my extended cab family Hooptie van. What can I say other than I'm a fabulous mom. Chandler even has his DS video game charger already plugged in back there so he's ready to go in any gaming emergency.

I ask Kenny if he'd actually blown his groceries this morning since he'd been up and realized that the room spins whenever he stands up. He assured me that he hadn't thrown up.....yet. Against my better judgement I open the sliding door for him, he crawls in the back into my childs hide away. and I mean I no sooner got the door closed and waddled to the driver door before he hurled all over my baby's 'on the road' lounging station. Omg, I wanted to beat the living shit out of him. But I didn't I just grabbed one of the bags I had in the front seat, dumped all the Christmas presents out of it and threw him the bag screaming, "Next time try to aim at this." Way to go, supportive wife.

We get to the doctor and I go to the receptionist to let her know that he needs a bed pretty quick cause whenever he stands up, he usually blows chunks on everything in sight. A nurse must have heard me blurt that shit cause out she came running out with a wheelchair. Yep, my weak ass husband had to be wheeled into the Donald Duck peds room of the doctors office. I got a photo and will post it tomorrow. The nurse was a little shocked that I was using this has a photo op, but after I explained that I'm a scrapbooker and always, always have a camera on me for just such an opportunity, she stood back and let me snap away.

They came in, ask a shitload of useless questions, drew some blood, then came back in to inform us that he had water behind one of his eardrums, that they needed to give him a shot in the ass, and that they were putting him on some drug that makes you sleep all the time. I was like, "Um, are you telling me that he will virtually sleep through the Christmas holidays?" She was all, "Yes, Ma'am." Then I blurted, "There is a God and he is glorious!" The nurse just looked at me and said, "That was out loud."

Sorry, when the spirit hits you, you have to shout it out. I want you to know that he slept in the van for the next four hours as I went to three different places to make some returns, I also used this time to have my nails and toes done, I picked up my precooked turkey from Kroger, and I picked up his meds from Walgreens. And he never made a move.....not even to pee, or throw up. I did open the back door once and poked him in the back of the head to be sure that he was still alive. I'm actually pretty glad that I have that comfy place to relax in my Mexican Hooptie van. It came in handy for something other than Chandler relaxing and playing games with his spoiled ten year old ass.

I finally made it home around 2:00 and the present opening commenced. I got a 10 inch digital photo frame, a killer new 12 mp camera, a 15x mag make up mirror, some Pandora beads for my bracelets, and I got the most killer gift of all, which has a framed print/painting of two peoples feet on the beach and right out beside them written in the sand is 'Tina and Kenny'. I love it, course Kenny looked up from his sleeping stupor and had a 'that's not our feet' look on his face, he totally didn't get why I loved it so. He a man, that's all I can say.

So I hope everyone has a great Christmas....and I hope you get what you really want. Now I'm going to enjoy a couple of quiet days while my husband sleeps away his Vertigo.

Things that happened today...

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** My little sweet baby boy......wait for it.........used deodorant for the first time ever. I'm both excited for him and sad for me.

** These three boys have been playing the Wii off and on cause has Kenny puts it, it's hurt his arms to box for too long. Great I'm so looking forward to doing this crap and I know my time is near. And every time Kris or Chan do better than you, they have to do this stupid 'I'm better than you' dance which just makes me want to slap the shit out of them.

** Lick it, dip it, shake it, and lick it again. Oh yeah, it's sounds dirty but it's really the song for the Baby Bottle Pop commercial and Kris sang it for so long that mom and I, who were sitting in the next room busted out hysterically laughing.

** My scrapbook room has now become the computer room. That would be because mom had to one up me and

purchase a 17 inch laptop. And Chandler got an Acer mini laptop. Soooooo that means that all three of us are set up at my scrapping table. It looks like a redneck IT department in here.

** Kenny and I found out that the Walgreen's pharmacy on our side of town freaking closes at 6:00 pm. Wtf is up with that? We had to drive across town to fill his meds.....I mean damn way to go Walgreen's for not at least staying open till 9:00 pm. I mean shit even Goodwill stays open till 8:00 and I'm damn sure gonna need something from Walgreen's at night before I'll need something from the Goodwill.

** Kris has come down the steps with half his ass hanging out of his jeans. His pocket seems to be ripping off the jeans and he seems fine with the fact that I could Simpson's boxer shorts. What has the world come to when you're okay with one of your buttocks hanging out for everyone to see. God, when I was a teenager I totally wouldn't have worn my Jordache jeans if they had a hole in them.

** Chandler and I went to Chuck E Cheese for Kendall's sixth birthday party. And can I just say that damn them selling some beer they need to sell Valiums or Darvacets in order for me to spend more than ten minutes in that joint. And don't even get me started on the damn machines they have that eat up your tickets, then print you out a ticket to go trade some of the dumbest and most inexpensive trinkets ever produced cause there were three little kids in front of me putting one fucking ticket in at a time while I stood there watching my life tick away. It took everything I had not to just kick the street urchins in the kneecaps, steel they tickets, and run for the door. But Kendall had a great time and that's all that counts. Course Joni went across the street to Best Buy which left Chan and Kendall with me in the Hooptie Van for about twenty minutes of, 'I got more tokens that you.' and 'I'm getting to lay down in the back and you're not.' So clearly the two months that we've not let them be together hasn't done a damn bit of good, they just slipped right back into their competitive ways. At one point, I found myself screaming, "Do not compete! Do not compete!" To which Kendall was all, "What's compete mean?"

** In the middle of this post they talked me into playing tennis. Can I just say that after about ten minutes I've pulled something in my groin, have a raging case of carpel tunnel in forearm, and have an agitated lower back. I can't wait to trying boxing which I will do right after I take a long hot shower and two weeks physical therapy. Who invited this moving around shit and what ever happened to Pong, you know two straight lines and a dot? I miss Atari....

Thirteen Thursday....

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Yep, this is me in the second grade. Is it me or do I look exactly like Scout in To Kill a Mockingbird? And what's up with the shirt being buttoned to my chin? Boy times have changed......

** Reflect on the characteristics of your best friend. What makes him or her so special? She's funny, she listens to my problems without judging, and I think we could probably overcome anything together.

** Describe an activity that you think is truly romantic. Anything that can be done on the beach.

** You have won a prize. The prize has two options, and you can choose either (but not both). The first option is a year in Europe with a monthly stipend of $2,000. The second option is ten minutes on the moon. Which option do you select? Can anyone say Europe? I'd have a damn ball there. The moon doesn't excite me that much.

** If you had to pick one place in your town to bring a tourist, where would you go? The battle of Franklin. KimmyK has been there and really it's just a hill next to the Target but if you grew up here, it's pretty cool.

** When you travel away from home, do you miss it? I miss my damn bed, cause I've spoiled myself with some stupid memory foam and now every other bed fails in comparison.

** What is the main thing that makes you unique? My personality and my smile.

** What is your main source of news? My mom, if the world comes to an end I'm certain she would call me. And she knows where all the pedophiles in my neighborhood live.

** What is the longest time you've gone with your Internet not working in your home? Three days when we moved, I was fine but my mom didn't know that Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett had died. When I called to tell her, she was all, "Shut up, that is not true!"

** What was the most recent movie that made you cry? My sister's keeper. Do not watch that shit without tissues.

** Would you rather be stranded on an island alone or with someone you hate? With someone I hate, I can become friends with anybody if given enough time.

** What would be harder for you, to tell someone you love them or to tell them that you do not love them back? To tell em you don't love em back. That's some harsh words and the look on their face is usually heartbreaking.

** What fashion trend do you just not get? Omg, daisy duke white shorts over black leggings. What?

** If you could had to be trapped in a TV show for a month, which show would you choose? Grey's Anatomy. Paging Doctor Shepard to the supply closet. Stat.

Pizza Christmas party weekend....

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So this weekend is Kenny's company Christmas party. They actually fly 650 people in from all the surrounding states and put us all up at the Sheraton this year. (Which by the way is the hotel Kenny and I met in. No, not on a hooker/pimp thing but we met in a nightclub that used to be here called Coyotes.) We spent alot of last night trying to figure out what they did with the nightclub, we finally figured out that they turned it into a ballroom they call McGavock's which was also once the name of that nightclub.

Any how, this year I met a boat load of people that I really like, we had a grand buffet at 4;30 with sirloin, barbecue, mash potatoes, and all the desserts you can eat.

Once we got to our room, Kenny instantly went into a five year fit over the fact that instead of a king bed we have two queens. I was all, "Glory B to Jesus I get to sleep all by myself for two whole nights. Hallelujah!" Of course that went off in my head and not out loud. Once he got over being a giant baby over the bed thing we went down stairs for a meeting which last from 6 till 8.......zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Some of it was totally interesting and some of it I found myself sort of dozing off. I'm not sure what it is with meeting and me but two minutes in and I'm ready for bed. I tried to call mom at some point to tell her about the bed things and to be sure that they were okay. And wouldn't you know it, she and my child did not answer the phone cause they were all out playing. When the moms away the mice with play.

After the meeting me decided against Karaoke and went to our room to pig out on Cheetos, Pretzel, powdered donuts, and Coke Zero. Shit I just realized that either we're high on marijuana and have some serious munchies or we're just fat teenagers who like to eat. I assure you it's the latter of the two. We also spent some of Chandlers college money to rent a movie off the hotel TV...um, 14.99 plus tax to see some stupid Halloween Rob Zombie 2 movie. Like one wasn't bad enough.....needless to say, we lost interest in about 45 minutes and went to sleep....in our separate beds. I'm surprise he didn't want me to hold his hand across the gap.

This morning we're going yard saleing. Yep, I made him get up early to go in a area that we never get to go to.

We have to be back by tonight in our Prom attire and downstairs for Prom photos at 5:00 pm....I can't wait since my photo from last year totally sucked asses. Wish me luck bitches.

blind side, black friday, and marshall's stuff...

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Okay, so Kenny and I were talking about the movie 'blind side' telling mom, who wants to see it too, that they had actual footage of Michael Ohr while getting drafted by the Ravens in 2009 at the end of the movie. When I swear to you, she blurted out with, "He plays pro football? How can he do that blind?'

Kenny, Kris, and I just looked at each other for about two seconds of disbelief before we freaking fell about the van laughing......omg, such a blond moment for VOD. She actually thought it was about a blind boy.

Last night we were walking through Walmart when I stopped to ask an associate how
Thursday night/Friday morning was gonna go. I mean last year they were closed from Midnight till five am, then it was a mad dash to the electronics department. But this year they are not closing and I want one of the 198.00 laptops they have, so I was all, "Are you just gonna have a thousand angry shoppers standing back in electronics all damn night?" Needless to say, she was clueless and didn't know or care what was gonna happen then cause she off on that night.

As we were walking off she said, "Good luck on Black Friday." Well, Chan looks at me and says:

Chan: Mom, are you going?

Me: Where?

Chan: To black Friday?

Me: Well yeah, your dad and I are gonna be there at three in the morning.

Chan: But we're not black.

Me: (trying desperately not to bust out laughing.) Honey, what do you think black Friday is?

Chan: It's where black people get a lot of stuff on sale and white people have to pay a higher price.

Omg, what just fell out my baby's pie hole. I think he's been spending too much time around mom....you know after the whole blind thing.

Then I swear today we're eating thanksgiving dinner and at the table was me, my nieces Kari and Lyndsey, my sister in law Stephanie, and my nephew, Marshall. And this went down:

Kari: So Lynsey just remember a sissy has a 24 hour limit before it needs a bath. So be sure to bathe everyday.

Me: Ya'll are nasty. That's some nice talk at the dinner table.

Kari: We're just trying to help. She's young and needs to know.

Me: Lyndsey the only thing you need to know is that boys will hump a tree if it were to stand still long enough, never believe a boy when he says he loves you during the act of sex, and not only does a dirty sissy expire after 24 hours, but some big people have areas that chafe down there and that creates an odor too.

Stephanie: What?

Me: Yeah, fat people have skin on skin down there and if not properly cared for they can chafe.

Marshall: Yeah, men get that too.

Me: (Marshalls a big dude.) Oh you know this from experience?

Marshall: No! I'm not big down there.

It was at that very moment that he stopped and said, 'shit!' under his breath, cause he knew that we were all about to give him the lashing of a lifetime. Omg, I swear to the you I peed in the chair I was in, I couldn't stop laughing long enough to stop it. We were screaming.

Then as luck would have it thirty minutes later we ran out of turkey and Marshall actually said, "Nana, I guess you were right, it is too small." Just know that twenty people fell about the kitchen. Poor Marshall, he will never live this down.

He's 24 now and he's not lived down the time his mom caught he counting all three pubics he had at the age of 12. I've ribbed him for 12 years on that one, now I can move on to him 'not being big down there.' Bah, ha, ha, ha, ha......What'd you guys talk about during dinner?

Our new baby...

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So back in June our indoor/outdoor cat, Katie (you remember the one I caught with one paw in the fish bowl and one paw chasing the fish?) ran out our front door one morning and never came home.
Last Friday we decided to adopt a cat off Craigslist, after searching for over two weeks I finally landed on this cutie, his name is Dexter. And yes, he is named after the HBO series dude, Dexter. He was so cute I emailed and his owner called back to set up a time to meet him.
He emailed me an address, so off Kenny, Chandler, and I went on Friday afternoon to a small town about 44 miles away. Thank God I have a TomTom or we would still be there trying to find our way back home. Course at one point, the TomTom bitch was all, ‘In 100 yards, turn left.’ So I did onto this dirt road complete with pot holes and creepy trees on either side. After about a mile on what I thought was a serial killers driveway I called Dexter’s owner and was all, "Do you have a really long dirt driveway?" He replied, "Um, no." At this point, Chandler says, "Mom, I’m scared." Well join the club little dude so am I at this point. We did manage to turn around and TomTom bitch rerouted us to the correct address.
His parents were a cute young couple that had a really noisy cocker spaniel which is why they had to find Dex a new home. We fell in love with him immediately, paid the adoption fee, gathered up all his cat belongings, and headed to the house. Now I don’t know if you’ve ever been in a car with a cat, but they usually meow like your probing them in their furry ass with a bat for the entire time their in there. It’s torture for the cat and its torture for you. But not Dexter how bout little cat dude just curled up in his carrier and went to sleep. I mean never made a peep.
Once we got him home, he set up camp in my scrapbook room and settled nicely under my desk. We went to bed about 10:00 so he could tour the house by himself. At 2:00 am, Kenny went down to find that he’d made his way out and was hiding under the dining room table. And at 4:00 am, I got up to find him in the living room. I stayed up and played with him. You could just say that I was smitten with him from the get go.
He was really on his best behavior for the first three days, I think cause he thought there was a dog living there.
But on Monday night, he decided there really wasn’t a dog to keep him in line so he proceeded to stand out in the hall right outside our bedroom door and scream like a girl cat in heat. That’s the first time I’d heard him actually make a noise, but 2:00 am is not really the most fabulous time to voice it. Then at some point, that same night he managed to jump up on mom’s bed about four times and landed on her little pitiful old people legs.
On Tuesday, he started scratching at the floor around is food bowl sort of like he was covering poop in his dirty box. We moved that to the hearth onto some tile so he couldn’t hurt the carpet. Last night went a lot better as he didn’t scream, but this morning I got a call from mom:

Mom: You know how you always do a pros and cons list to everything you do?
Me: Yeah.
Mom: Well, your cats con list is growing by the minute.
Me: What’d he do?
Mom: Well for starters, I was walking through the living room and he came flying across the room and ran right between my legs……
Me: (Bah, ha, ha, ha……)
Mom: It’s not funny! Then he nearly took Chandlers head off trying to jump onto the back of the chair he was playing in to get to the fish. (Mind you this is a giant fish that a neighbor dropped off at our house as they were moving out of state. So his ginormous fish ass is really not my concern.)
Me: I think we should just flush the fish. So do that today.
Mom: I can’t flush that fish, I feed him, he looks at me everyday, in my eyes while I feed him. My conscious will not let me flush him.
Me: Mom, just flush him. Just think of it as returning him to the sea.
Mom: Omg! Now he’s on the back of your couch trying to knock your seashells off the wall.
Me: Okay, do you want me to call the little couple and give him back.
Mom: Naw, he’s just a kitten. Besides Chandler and Kenny love him.
Me: He tripped you? That’s hilarious.
Mom: It’s not funny. My knee is swollen!
Me: (At this point, my coworker Travis offered to keep our fish on his desk.) Hey, Travis said I could bring the fish to him and he’ll keep him on his desk.
Mom: Y’all are gonna flush that fish aren’t you?!
Me: Mom, no! We’re not gonna flush him, I swear.

I know she don’t believe me. As soon as I got off the phone with her, I email his previous owner to fill him in on all the cat nastiness he’d been up to and he was appalled at that baby’s behavior. I’m gonna give it a couple more days to see if he calms down a bit…..good Lord I’m cool with all his catness, but the keeping me up while I’m sleeping thing. I went through that when Chandler was an infant and I don’t miss that a bit…..wish us luck.
Oh, I almost forgot this cat can do some of the coolest back flips in the air…..he actually went running through the room and back flipped into our 56 inch big ole box tv. He slammed into that thing like a cartoon character and then slid down the screen on his face. I’ll try to video tape it for ya….

Yeah bitches....it's up already.

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Omg. this is my yard sale tree that I freakin dug back from Mt. Morgan, AL. And can I just say that it's the best 25.00 dollars I've ever spent.

And this year mom and I compromised on the decor and went with a pink beach theme. I love the beach and she needed some color....so what better color than pink.

Course I'll be beating the damn UPS dude down for ruining my mom Christmas surprise for mom. Yeah, he put a note on our door saying that he would deliver the TV this afternoon. WTF? She called me all upset cause she can't afford to spend that type of money on us.....um, okay but I don't wash you clothes, take care of your child, or cook all your meals either so shut up and enjoy that fact that we have jobs and can get it for you.

I also scored a mini Acer computer for Chandler today to.....so I'm Christmas fabulous. Now I have to think of something for Kenny. Peace out.

what the hell?

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so today I'm at work minding my own damn business and that of all the people's paychecks I'm in charge of when hot husband calls me to tell me that he has shattered the damn screen on his mobile phone. the very mobile phone that i purchased for him not two months ago cause he had busted the damn screen on his old one. i was really just glad that he didn't shattered the car of his legs. note to self, run by Verizon and get me a stylish new cute phone and give Kenny my old phone.

then not an hour later my off spring calls me from my moms mobile to say, "omg mom, everybody at school has these bracelets that turn into a animal when you talk them off and i really have to have some! please, can we go get some tonight? i have to have them, I'm the only one that doesn't have any. please? you're the best mother ever!" oh yeah, he's got my number.

so I'm all picturing this cute little furry slap bracelets that have an animal head on one end and can i just say that i was way off. course so was chandler, when he told me they were one dollar for a pack of twelve.

i spent the last thirty minutes of work calling every specialty toy store and parent-teacher store in Franklin only to be told that, 'we're sold out, we'll have another shipment in a few days.' what?

i finally found one store with 24 boxes of them, but of course they couldn't hold me one as every bitch in Franklin was calling to get them, so it was first come, first serve. i nearly killed 4758 people on the interstate rushing to get the one thing my child didn't have just so he wouldn't feel left out.

i get there only to find out that they are in these cute little Chinese plastic cases and their full of brightly colored animal shaped rubber bands. no, I'm not shittin you......and they were at the low, low price of 8.99 a box of about 20. um, dude am i gonna get to see someone naked and the rubber bands for that price? shit! yes, i just threw down 19.86 of my hard earned money for some fucking tiny ass neon animal shaped rubber fucking bands.

but my child was totally stoked that I'm such a fabulous mom and i got a cute phone to boot.....oh, and after he sat there and put all of those bracelets on his arm he actually turned to me and said, 'i don't like the rubber feel of em.' I'm home schooling that little street urchin starting tomorrow.

then i walked in the door and handed Kenny my old phone and he actually had the giant balls to say, 'where's my new phone, my birthday was yesterday and i should get a new phone.' fucker you should just be glad that you have a phone that doesn't have a shattered screen just like your last two phones.....one of these days, Assjacket.....straight to the moon.

pumpkinfest 2009

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Our small town has a cute little thing downtown on Halloween called Pumpkinfest each year. Can I just say that the Franklin Heritage Foundation is gonna hear from me tomorrow morning.

I didn't complain last year but this year it's gonna be hard for me to zjp it. This festival attracts around 6000 people to main street each year and the businesses and vendors that are down there are reaping the benefits of that crap.

Over half the businesses and vendors that were there this year couldn't be bothered to buy a couple bags of candy to pass out to the kids. I mean what kind of decent bitch can stand there an tell a bazillion kids that are dressed all cute that, 'We don't have any candy.' I told one woman, "I hope you enjoy saying that cause you got a long day of ahead." This was at one of the stores that had a sofa table made out of seashells that was on sale for 3000.00 dollars. What? You sell shit for that much? And you can't afford to shell out some candy one day a year? You

going straight to hell ho.

And while I'm bitching at you, don't place the Pumpkinfest flyer in your business window that specifically states that there will be trick or treating if you're not gonna pass out candy.

Then as if that wasn't fun enough, we took Chandler to 5th avenue which is lined with historical homes that were built in the 1800's. It was awesome other than the 47859 Mexicans that were dressed up like tiny hookers and the woman than told Chandler that he couldn't have a twirling light up ring cause, 'oh, these are only for the little ones.' What! Girl you should be totally glad that my child isn't old enough to roll your historical yard, soap your historical windows, or egg your historical car.

Believe it or not, my little man did have a great time dressed as Clark Kent and he scored a ridiculous amount of candy.

13 things Chandler and Kendall did.....

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On vacation that should have gotten them an ass whopping….

** Kendall poking Kenny in the jaw - Okay, Kenny had the privilege of sitting next to Kendall during the ride and every time he would fall asleep, Kendall would poke him in the jaw with three of his little digits hard enough to scare the be Jesus out to Kenny. I think his butt scrunched up a couple times.
** Chandler answering "No." – It got to a point where every time Kendall would call his name, Chandler would just say, "No."
** Beating each other down to be the first to push the damn floor button on the elevator – I mean how much pleasure can one person get from pushing that fucking button? I mean do they aspire to doormen?
** Chandler being on high alert so that Kendall could not ‘copy’ him – He made sure to order this drink with a whisper to our waitress so that Kendall couldn’t ‘copy’ him. Then I wanted to beat my child for even caring that someone thought enough of them to want to copy them. He didn't get it.
** Kendall nearly falling off the eighth floor balcony – Okay, this didn’t really happen but, Joni went next door for something and we were all in the kitchen when we hear one of the balcony chairs hit the glass door. Now in my head, Kendall had gotten his punk 5 year old ass up in that chair, leaned over the side, and had fallen to his child death which resulted in my screaming his name at the top of my lungs. This child came back in that door with a ‘what the fuck are you screaming my name for lady?’ look on his face. Then I yelled at him that Kenny ask him not to go out on the balcony alone but he ‘wanted to’ was how he put it.
** Chandler throwing a bitch girl fit – Kendall had accidentally erased the memory on one of Chandlers DS games and you would have thought that he caught dude sleeping with his woman. Okay? The world will never be the same now that that game has been erased. Lord have mercy, glory be.
** Kendall giggling like Ernie from Sesame Street – Okay, about a mile from the house on the way home, I realized that Mom and Kenny didn’t bring their key sets with them, so our house key was with Tanya at work in Nashville. So I called her and we had to unload the hooptie van in from of our house and wait. When Kendall saw how upset we all were he decided to go into an Ernie giggle fit and then absolutely refused to stop laughing. Then some neighbor kid came by to ask if we were having a yard sale, in his defense I did have a eight foot Christmas tree sitting out there that I picked up at someones sale at the beach.
** Kendall not saying ‘I’m sorry’ – Okay, he said something really crazy to me in my bathroom but when his mom ask if he’d said, "I’m sorry." His reply was, "I did in my heart, but she didn’t hear it." Then this lead to Kendall and I having a 30 minute argument over that fact that he has to say the words out loud for it to count. It ended with me sitting him in front of me and saying, "Do not let any other words exit your face other than the words, "I’m sorry." This took several attempts but he finally got it right.
** Them competing for the ‘best’ title of fucking everything. – I mean who cares who can walk faster, or pee faster, or run faster, or eat a hot dog the quickest, or who's feet smell better, or who can find the most shells, or dig the deepest hole. I was right before digging the deepest hole and putting both their trifling baby asses in it. Then just acting like they came up missing.
** Them running amok on the beach during our first beach family photo – It was like the sand was kiddie crack and these two were addicts from way back. They freaking took off running and falling over in the sand which resulted in Kendall filling his hair full of sand. And he's got black people hair so it sticks.
** Kendall taking his fist and cold cocking Chandler in his wedding tackle – Omg, I saw this happening but it was like it was in slow motion and I couldn’t stop it before the blunt force trauma to my child’s pebbles happened. Chandler feel over, then once he regained his composure, jumped up, screamed, "He is evil and I hate him!", then tried to take off up the boardwalk back to the condo. Um, I had to stop him by saying but I didn’t get my family beach photo yet. Priorities people. Photos trump balls any day.
** Chandler finding his brute strength and hurling Kendall down the beach – About five minutes after the ball incident we were standing out on the beach talking to a couple and we see Kendall literally go falling past us through the air and landing on his shoulder. I mean he flew by so fast that Joni’s hair moved. Okay? Turn about is fair play I guess…
** Kendall commenting that the van smelled like old people. - I tried to ignore the comment in hopes that no one heard it, but it was too late. My mom had already heard it with her super bionic old people ears. I'm not sure what he was smelling cause I sniffed her up and down and I didn't smell any Rose Milk lotion or Ben Gay. She smells pretty normal to me.

day three....

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my family is three shades of color.....kenny tans like a biscuit in a day, i look like a giant lobster, and chandler looks like vampire boy what with all his 2 whiteness. and he was out there all day with us. so go figure.

we decided to skip the beach yesterday as the first day resulted in us having sand in places you can't imagine. it was like sitting in a wind storm, not only did i have it in my hair, and my ears, but when i woke up this morning i had a good ounce of it in my eyes that had made it's way out while i slept.

we tried a new restaurant last night it looked promising from the outside but then kenny and my mom bitch up blue blazes about the salad bar which they were being charged 2.99 for. as it turned out, it only had four items on it. i could have put out a bigger spread at my house and i don't like salad.

but once the meals showed up, everyone totally forgot about the couple pieces of lettuce they had earlier. my chicken alfredo was sick, kennys steak was great, and all joni's seafood was fabulous. so i might suggest that gordan ramsey show up and teach these people a thing or do. cause there was only ten people in there at six pm on a saturday night. no good.

we ended the day by souvenir shopping, which if you know our kids is a trip all in itselfs cause kendall being five thinks he can just zoom through the store like chandler who is ten does.

oh and i might have gone yard saleing on my way to the scrapbook store yesterday morning and scored a seven and half foot prelite tree brand new in the book bitches for 25.00 dollars. so i'm off the walmart to purchase some bungees so that none of us have to hitch a ride on a bus to get home, i mean the hooptie van can only hold seven peeps and some luggage but a tree? and now kendall had to have a giant boogie board? not gonna happen.

fall break 2009

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this would be before i got crappin blistered yesterday with my sunglasses on which now means that with them off i look exactly like a giant raccoon. And I think Kenny is totally molesting me right as this was being taken.

we left thursday morning at 5 am, but can i just say that the drive to florida freaking sucks compared to the drive to alabama. way too many turns and small towns to get through but we made it in record time after we got past all the rain. not to worry, my mom was in the back of the hooptie van praying for our lives. and telling the kids that everyone has two angels and that all twelve of them were crammed in the van with us. totally funny conversation with children,

kendall and chandler have a whole new thing to fight over this time, seems now it's cool to see which one can do everything better than the other. 'i can put mayo on this piece of bread better than you.' 'so i can wipe my butt better than you.' omg, will it ever stop.

we even tried the points chart thing this time where they can earn a point for every hour of good behavior. they both only have five after 48 hours, so you do the math. i hope no one out there has a ten year old and a five year old cause the combination is like satan on wheels. okay?

but on a funny side i at entirely too much sugar free ice cream thursday night and i sat up wind of joni so she got blasted with some really bad air biscuits all day yesterday. i think she'll pick her chair a bit more carefully today.

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1. If you could uninvent one thing in the world so that it would no longer exist, what would you choose? Pantyhose, wtf?
2. Do you find it easy to ask for help? If I need it.
3. If you lived a hundred years ago, what job would you have had? Head mistress at a brothel. Don’t laugh, you know it true.
4. What are some of the most persistent and challenging obstacles in your everyday life? Keeping up with where Kenny might end up as he is out in a car. He is totally directionally challenged and I usually get calls a couple times a week for directions.

5. If you met your clone, someone with your exact personality traits, likes and dislikes, etc. Would you want to be friends with him/her? Omg, yes. I love me.
6. What is your biggest challenge in life right now? Not making out with a donut.

7. If you had to be famous for something, what would you choose? For being the most fabulous organizing bitch ever.
8. What surprises you most about your life so far? That Terri thinks it never really gets better, cause it can’t go on like that forever. This too shall pass.

9. How would people who knew you in high school describe you? Funny as hell.
10. What’s your favorite meal of the day, and why? Lunch cause I get to argue with Billie.
11. What is the one thing you would really regret not doing at some point in your life? Going to Hawaii.
12. If you had to, how would you describe yourself in a personal ad? Big hot girl looking for next husband.
13. What is the one thing that you “know for sure”? That the minute you think every is fine, something totally fucked up will happen to you. So don’t get comfortable.
14. When is the last time you got lost and what happened? I don’t get lost. I’m a woman.
15. Have you planned your funeral and/or written your will? No. And that’s just stupid cause I’m sure there are some people would like to kill me.

16. Do you carry an umbrella when rain is forecast or do you just risk it? No, never have an umbrella with me; I’m not sugar so I won’t melt.
17. How bad is traffic in your town? In the 80s it was great here you could jog across town in five minutes, but now it’s grown so fast that you have to pack a cooler just to get to the other side of town during rush hour. Fuck little town traffic.
18. What is your most despised household chore? All of them.
19. Pick out the most important item in your wallet/purse and tell why it’s important to you. My make up bag. The world isn’t ready for me without make up.
20. What was your first car? 1983 Toyota Tercel, baby blue with a moon roof.
21. When listening to music, do you tend to focus more on the lyrics or the melody?
Depends on the song really.

22. If you had to pick a theme song to sum up your life right now, what would it be? Joy and Pain by Rob Base

23. What celebrity crushes did you have when you were growing up? Donny and Shaun.
24. What cartoon character best describes you? Tigger
25. Complete this statement: “I recommend…..” taking regular trips to the beach.
26. How do you learn best? Hands on Baby.
27. Is one of your senses more highly developed than another? Touch
28. What says summer to you? Bitch, get go to the pool.
29. What’s your favorite food item in your refrigerator right now? Strawberries.
30. What one item in your kitchen best describes your personality? A clear tea jar filled with shells.
31. What is the best thing about the city in which you currently live? That old school Franklin people wave at you and transplant bitches don’t. That way you can tell the folks that really belong here.
32. What do you love most about yourself? It’s a toss up between my personality and my hair.
33. Is it easier for you to forgive or forget? Neither. But I’m working on both. I do live by ‘screw me once, shame on me, screw me twice, you’ll end up dead in the woods somewhere’.
34. Do you believe people can change? No.

35. Have you ever attended a high school or college reunion? What was it like? Ten year and it was so long ago I don’t even remember anything other than the hottest guy in school was in the corner crying over his wife leaving him.
36. Do you keep in regular contact with anyone from high school and/or college? I do until they say something totally fucked up and out of no where and then they gone.
37. What new course would you like to see added to the nation’s school curriculum? Checkbook balancing, paying bills, and/or Taking care of yourself financially.

38. Where is your favorite place to sit when at home? On my bed.
39. If you could spend a year in perfect happiness but afterward remember nothing of the experience, would you do it? No, memories are great escape from the norm.

40. If your house was burning and you only had time to rescue three non living things, what would they be? My 2 carat ring, all 7 ginormous scrapbooks, and all 10 of my new off the shoulder tops.
41. What or who encourages the child in you to come out and play? Chandler and Kenny.
42. What flavor of ice cream best describes your personality? Strawberry.

43. Which of the seven dwarf’s best personifies you? Happy.
44. If you had to describe your disposition with meteorological terms, what would a typical forecast be like? Sunny with a chance of severe thunderstorms if needed.
45. What breakfast cereal best describes your personality? Fruit Loops

.46. What do you think is the biggest waste of time? Meetings. My workplace is the most meeting having place I’ve ever been. And as soon as the damn thing starts I get sleepy…..everytime.

47. Complete this statement: “If I knew then what I know now, I….” would gone away to college.
49. Do you generally take the high road or the low road? Some of both, mostly high but no one ever notices when I do that.
50. If you had to name the worst song to wake up to in the morning, what would it be? Afternoon Delight. Fucking hate that song.

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I look perfectly rested and relaxed in this photo, don't I? Well, that's because it was taken yesterday and today I'm suffering from sleep deprivation. I usually go to bed between eight and nine o'clock each night. Yeah, I know I'm loads of fun.

Anyway I didn't get to bed last night till shitting ass ten cause my OCD wouldn't let me miss 'Hoarders' which is on A&E at nine. So this morning at four am I'm working on my sixth hour of beauty sleep and I'm dreaming about me and Derrick McDreamy rolling around in the sand while straight up eating each others faces off when I keep hearing this freaking loud ass beep which is going off every five seconds. So in my dream I'm all looking around for the garbage truck that is surely backing the fuck up on the beach in middle of my love fest with Doctor Derrick.

Then I wake up to find that it is the damn fire alarm that is located directly over my bed on my bedroom cathedral ceiling. Oh yeah, and it just happens to be attached in highest point of the damn thing, like ten feet over my head. And I don't own a fucking ladder. Kill me now.

First I decide to close both doors, gathered up my blanket, and go sleep in Chandlers room but I could still hear the some bitch. Then I go down stairs and retrieve a six foot boat oar that not only goes with my beach decor but can be used as a weapon for intruders or fire alarms. Let me just tell you that I was swinging at this thing like a Mexican at a pinata and the only thing that did was leave some pretty ugly spots on my ceiling.

Now it's time to pull out the big guns damn thing has woke me out of a dead sleep and has kept me up for the last fourteen minutes? Fuck this shit. Mind you all this time the damn thing is putting out one of those loud short screams every five seconds so I'll do just about anything to get the damn noise to stop. It was at that moment that I remember my mom purchasing one of those long arm things with the grabbing pincher's on the end, like old people order. Yeah, we made pretty hard fun of her for that one.

So I set off back down the steps to find said grabbing thingy, once I looked under ever cabinet in the kitchen I got my hands on it. Stomped back up the steps, stood on my makeup chair, grabbed that damn thing and twisted it. It came down and was hanging by the cords, still couldn't reach it to replace the battery so I grabbed it and hanked down on it like my life depended on it. Bitch ass thing went crashing to the floor. And I swear it beeped like two more times which was enough to send my mouth into straight up sailor mode. I made up some new cuss words.

As I was getting down off the chair I realized that my windows were up and my blinds were up, my bedroom is on the second floor so if anyone was walking their dog that early I'm pretty sure they saw a part of me that they won't soon come back from cause in true dirty girl style I wasn 't wearing any panties. Just my shortie gown and my arms were up over my head which would leave my old people stuff hanging out out for the world to see.

How'd you sleep last night, I sure hope better than me.

things i learned this weekend....

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** my stepson is awesome - not only is he cute, but he is totally handsome in his football uniform. and can i just say that this was my first high school football game since 1982, i learned that i can't stand to be around dumb, screaming, teenagers. and that black leggings with white daisy duke shorts worn over them is the new thing. wtf? i thought the first girl just had really bad taste but then i counted 37 other girls with the exact outfit on. oh and i actually saw not one, but two naked babies out in the damn rain, one had a wash rag on his head. so I'm sure than helped keep him dry.

** my child can get to the very end of a sixty dollar video game in a day and a half. - learned a very valuable lesson, to not actually purchase the stupid game just rent it and save myself 55.00 dollars.

** that Ronald McDonald is on crack. - course with what he charges for food he certainly can afford that habit. Friday night after the game the manager of the one in my stepsons small town hadn't taken into account that every redneck at said game would show up at 10.30 pm to eat and she couldn't be bothered to move quickly must less pick up her feet so she was making a shwooooshing sound with her big fat feet. she must have won that damn job. then Saturday night the boy taking my order couldn't explain why they charge 5.90 for two fries. yeah, two twenty piece nuggets was ten, then he added 5.90 which i thought was two fries and two drinks. but no, he added another 2.00 dollars for two drinks. when i ask why two fries was 5.90 he suddenly became a stuttertard. i freaking hate McDonald's.

** Walgreen's can suck it. - the same damn one i had a run in with last week was closed today because as the sign they hung in the drive thru window read, 'we don't have a pharmacist on duty'. what? are you kidding me? i will be emailing corporate about this location first thing in the morning course that is if my husband doesn't spazz out and kill all of us in our sleep cause he couldn't pick up his mood medicine. some bitches.

** movie popcorn is the only reason to go to the movies. - we went to see 'Jennifer's body' this afternoon and i know that popcorn isn't on my low carb diet but i couldn't resist movie popcorn. i even in my head was all, 'well it's good carbs cause corn is totally good for you.' whatever, I'll have to do way better the rest of this week.

New neighbors and Walgreens,,.,

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First, I’m sitting in my living room watching yesterday watching ‘mission: organization’ when I hear a big boom noise. Yep, I get up and look out the window to find new neighbors moving it. At first glance, it is a little short Mexican man, a tall ill shapened white woman, and a gothic, skinny jean wearing, mascara and black nail polish wearing teenage boy. Wtf? Yeah, my mother feels that Satan’s spawn has moved in next door and from this point forward as she puts it, ‘this place will be locked up tighter than Dick’s hatband.’ What? Who’s Dick? And what’s a hatband?
I went over to meet them in person and the parental units seem fine, but Satantard sat just inside the door and never spoke a word, he probably plotting how he can kill and cut up my fat ass all by himself. The parents inform me that they have five children. Really? I’ll be calling ya’ll the Brady/Clampetts family. I’ll keep you informed on that development.
Second, the pharmacist down at the Walgreen’s is right before getting a bitch slap from big momma. Okay? So the school nurse calls me to tell me that she is out of Chan man’s medicine and that she doesn’t even have one for that day. What? Way to keep a bitch parent inform nurse whore.
Luckily I had a prescription in my purse for said medicine. So off to the Walgreen’s I go, I went inside with the intent to wait on it. But after being told it was gonna be a thirty minutes I opted to run by the house and wait. Now I had to be at work at noon, I dropped off the prescription at 10:15, I came back at 11:05. So I gave them 40 minutes to get the shit done.
I pull up to the drive thru and ching, ching, china girl comes to the window:
Chingy: May I hep you?
Me: I’m here to pick up a prescription that I dropped off an hour ago.
Chingy: Hold peas.
Now I sit there for over five minutes watching her type on the computer, like she’s really doing something. Then she starts shuffling through some papers. And I’m all, ‘oh shit, if they haven’t done this shit I’m gonna come unglued. Now believe it or not, bitch never came back to the window but she did walk back and forth in front of it about a bazillion times. Then a sister comes to the window:

Sista: Have you been helped?
Me: Well Chingy was trying to help me but all she’s done is tell me to hold on and then go running back and forth in front of the window.
Sista: I’m sorry, let me see what I can do. (Fake types on computer.) Um, our pharmacist has been spread really thin due to all of the flu shots being given. I’ll have it in a minute.
Me: Great! I’m gonna be late for work.
Sista: Sorry.
I’m not lying when I tell you that I fucking sat there for 40 minutes waiting on my damn prescription. At some point, I cut the car off and then the heat set in. Then sista come back to the window:
Sista: Again I’m really sorry. She’s with the last patient now.
Me: Omg, you’ve got to be kidding me right now! When you say thirty minutes, you need to have the shit ready in thirty minutes. I’m gonna be fucking late for work right now from sitting here and waiting on you people to do your jobs!
Sista: I know, I’m sorry. But she’s been giving flu shots…..
Me: Okay, I don’t give a rats ass about someone’s flu shot. I needed my prescription ready at eleven. Is the prescription even filled yet?
Sista: Well she has to approve all of the prescription orders before they go out.
Me: Is the damn pills in a bottle at least?!
Sista: The prescription has been ready all this time; we’ve just been waiting on her to approve them.
Me: This is ridiculous! Please, I’m begging you to get my shit ready.

Now mind you, I actually sat for over twenty of the minutes watching said pharmacist fake type on the fake computer. She wasn’t giving flu shots or filling orders; she was standing there in front of a computer…..typing. What?
I notice they had their store hours and phone number in the window, so now I pick up my cell and call the store manager to see if this is normal. If he says yes, I swear I’ll go in there and light a fire under someone’s actual ass.
Luckily right before he came to the phone, Sista puts my med bag in the little drawer and waves…..that’s right, she didn’t want to hear me bitch anymore.
So I’ll be adding Walgreen’s to my list of dumbshit companies to not frequent. Good God October 15th cannot get here fast enough,,,,,,I'll be sitting my fat ass on the closest beach.

Thirteen of my favorite people...

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Joni is gonna kill me for putting up this photo, but I love it. It was taken about one month before I met Kenny and like a true dumbass ran to the alter after only knowing him for 6 weeks. In this I was single and carefree, now I'm married and a mom. I've not had a good nights sleep since the day I met Kenny. He tends to be like a child most of the time and gets bored if you don't entertain him. Whatever.
Now onto my 13 favorite peeps....

1. Kenny - I'll let him be first since he does see me naked on a daily basis. He is one of my best friends and there is nothing I can't talk to him about. When the day comes that we aren't married to each other, I will still hang out with him as a best friend. We just won't be sleeping together.
2. Chandler - I couldn't have ask for a better child. He is so me it's a little scary. And he does manage to make me smile at least once a day. He terrorizes my mom on a daily basis so I consider myself lucky.
3. VOD - Omg, I can't imagine my life without her. She cooks my meals, washes my clothes, and takes care of my offspring. She rocks and tomorrow is her 165th birthday. Damn, she old. But I love her.
4. Joni - We have been friends since about 1992, Joni sorry is that's not correct. I met her while we were both young and looking for some love. We've been through a lot together including the four years that I was acting like a total dillhole and I didn't talk to her. The day we got back together, was as if we'd never been apart. And if I were to ever pull a gay card I wouldn't be able to get to her house fast enough for some big girl booty.
5. Terri - Terri and I totally get each other. She's my drinking on the beach, singing on the balcony, and wash your titties in the sink friend. I wouldn't trade anyone for her. I know that if I'm sad she can cheer me up just by referencing her last funky 'explosive diarrhea' having boyfriend.
6. Billie - Okay, seriously when I first heard that a woman name Billie was coming to work for us I was all, "Omg, anyone named Billie is probably old and crazy." Well, crazy was right. But she isn't old and that bitch can blurt out some of the funniest shit. I actually got publish on 'overheard in the office' with one of our conversation.
7. Angelia - Her name is really Angela, but she got to spell it all reflicted to through off some white people. What am I saying? She is white. She's pregnant right now, she says she's only about 9 weeks along. But if so, she having a bazillion babies cause I noticed today that she has giant cankles. And her bellybutton looks like a doorknob. Oh and she's planning on naming her baby girl, Isis. Which is a damn Power Rangers name and you know I'm gonna call that child, Is Is. If it's a boy it's gonna be Ochean, which is just Ocean with an H thrown in. I'm calling the baby Emma right now and I hope to God it sticks in her mind, course its gonna be pretty confused if it's a boy named Emma. Love you B.
8. Kerrie - I worked with her at O'Charleys and now at FMC. She seems all creepy and supervisorish, but in real life she is hysterical. Her husband pretty funny as well. She's been with me through a lot of crap I've had going on in my life and she stuck by me. Hell, she even went on one of my beach vacations, course she brought along that short fat lady from Poltergeist. When I ask what her friend looked like, she was all, "Well, she a big girl." Um Kerrie, no amount of you explaining would have gotten me prepared for that lump in a swimsuit you came walking down the boardwalk with. Oh and Kerrie has this creepy 'no feet' policy, so I like to stick my toes on her right after I've had them painted.
9. Kris - I married his dad when he was 3. He's now 15 and I love him as a teenager. He has stopped fighting with Chandler now and is actually a gob of fun to have around. Love, love, love my teenage stepson. You rock Kris.
10. GOF - She has been my mom since I was nine. And she took on a man with three rugrats to take care of. And it's not so bad that she is Old Franklin and she can get the low down on just about anyone that lives here. She can even get the dirty details on most folks with just one phone call. I wonder who she calls.
11. Summer - We've never actually met but I'm certain that I could be fabulous friends with this woman. We have a lot in common and she needs me to make her laugh and to remind her that everything in life really does have a funny side if you just search for it. I pray everyday that she will kick DH to the curb, pack up Baby, and move to Tennessee.
12. KimmyK - I have met her and she is fantabulous. She has this great curly hair that I used to pay 150.00 dollar a pop to get, she has the sweetest disposition, I love the pictures that she takes and I love to read about her life. Now if she'd only start writing again. Oh and her hubby's not too shabby either, he cracks my shit up.
13. Aunt Charlene - She's always been my favorite aunt and I've always looked up to her. That is until my mom told me that she was a sex toting, pole dancer before she hooked up with Jesus. Now I see her in a whole new light. And she's a lunch lady so I always have that to joke on her about. Not that theres anything wrong with lunch lady's, I just think it's funny that she is one. I totally wish she lived here too.

luke is the man....

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okay, the love of my life, i mean dude from 'more to love' is down to three big girls to become his wife. first, i could totally do without the recap at the beginning of the show not just cause it sucks time out of my life but because i watch this shit religiously so i already know how many bitches you made out with last week. the other people who have not kept up shouldn't get to see a recap. recaps are for bitches.

second, i got a glimpse of his feet tonight and he sort of has flintstone feet. yeah, his big toe is totally resembling a GE lightbulb. and yes, i've had to kick some people to the curb for having unattractive feet. i'm shallow, i can't help it.

he's got all of these girls in hawaii, and i think he's just toying with them now cause i called the girl he was gonna pick on the first stinking show when these girls were getting out of the limo. he is gonna pick malissa cause she's blond with huge boobs and she has the cutest personality. if he picks one of the other two, i might have to email him with a few choice words.

i also had a run in and had to throw yet another bitch fit at walgreens today, but i'm tired and i'll have to tell it tomorrow.....love ya'll.

Another useless meme.....

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Charlene, this is my short bus hair that I actually wore all day on Sunday, even went to the damn Walmart like this and by the way I have two of these puffy pony things, one for each side of my head, but when I took the photo from the front you couldn't really see both of them....now onto some useless info about me.

1. First thing you wash in the shower? Hair, armpits, sissy…..sorry, got carried away.

2. What color is your favorite hoodie? I don’t own anything with a hood attached, just another of my fashion no-nos for big girls. I don’t need any extra weight added to my man neck.

3. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? Hell to the yeah, I would.

4. Do you plan outfits? No. I do have a butt load of black and white Capri’s, so I just have to pick one of my many tops to match. Another way to keep your life simple.

5. How are you feeling RIGHT now? Sleepy, it’s early in the morning.

6. What's the closest thing to you that's red? My sansa, cause I played it so much this weekend that the battery died and I have to recharge on my computer.

7. Tell me about the last dream you remember having? I’m not sure but it had Kirk Cameron in it due to the fact that the last show I watched that night was The Duggers and dude just happened to be on it. Yes, I’m a freak.

8. Did you meet anybody new today? Not yet, it’s still early.

9. What are you craving right now? A Gigi’s cupcake and just so you know, that carving never goes away.

10. Do you floss? Sometimes with the little stick thingies.

11. What comes to mind when I say cabbage? My grandmother standing in front of the stove cooking that smelly shit.

12. Are you emotional? Like an open nerve ending.

13. Have you ever counted to 1,000? If I did I was drunk and on the balcony at the beach with Terri. She and I do lots of dumb shit when we’re tanked.

14. Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it? It it’s on a cone lick, if it’s in a bowl bite. Damn, now I feel sort of dirty for the lick word.

15. Do you like your hair? I loved it till I got a wild hair up my ass a couple of weeks ago and cut 4 inches off. Never do that again.

16. Do you like yourself? Sometimes.

17. Would you go out to eat with George W. Bush? If Patrick Dempsey went too.

18. What are you listening to right now? The noise of my fan.

19. Are your parents strict? My parents were great, I thought they were strict back in the day, but now I know that I had a great childhood with little rules. Actually I think my dad gave me just enough rope to hang myself a few times.

20. Would you go sky diving? Fuck no.

21. Do you like cottage cheese? No. I don’t even have anything nice to say about it.

22. Have you ever met a celebrity? Larry Gatlin and he was a Jackass. And the dark haired girl, Karen from Little Big Town in the nail salon but she was fabulously nice. Reba McEntire in the ladies room of a local nightclub and she splashed freaking water all over me.

23. Do you rent movies often? From Redbox. Who can resist a 1.00 a day rental.

24. Is there anything sparkly in the room you're in? A couple of my scrapbook layouts that are hanging on the wall.

25. How many countries have you visited? The one I’m in now.

26. Have you made a prank phone call? In my teens I lived for that shit.

27. Ever been on a train? No.

28. Brown or white eggs? Either, I’m an egg bitch.

29.Do you have a cell-phone? It’s like an extra arm.

30. Do you use Chap Stick? No, but Joni uses enough for about 20 people.

31. Do you own a gun? Yes, but I don’t like to look at it.

32. Can you use chop sticks? Yes, just one of the many talents I learned in high school.

33. Who are you going to be with tonight? Our cute little family.

34. Are you too forgiving? Oh my Lord, no. I can carry a grudge till dooms day or until you drop off the face of the earth. However, my momma says that if you don’t forgive, then you won’t be forgiven. Good plan.

35. Ever been in love? Yes and some people never get the chance to really fall in love. I consider myself very lucky in that sense. I've had the 'slow, smooth, lifetime love' and the 'no air, sloppy, soul mate, butterfly in your stomach' love. Both are great

36. Who is your BFF? Joni and Terrie. Shit, I’m lucky in BFFs too.

37. Ever have cream puffs? I don’t know, but if their loaded with sugar I’ll give them a try.

38. Last time you cried? I can’t remember. That’s a first.

39. What was the last question you asked? 'are you hungry?'

40. Favorite time of the year? Summer.

41. Do you have any tattoos? Oh yeah, Ivy vine and Angel wings.

42. Are you sarcastic? Oh, no. Not at all.

43. Have you ever seen The Butterfly Effect? Freaking fabulous movie.

44. Ever walked into a wall? While intoxicated, yes. I’ve walked into a lot of things.

45. Favorite color? Pink.

46. Have you ever slapped someone? No. Never been in a fight in my life. But I’m ready in case the opportunity comes up.

47. Is your hair curly? No, my brothers got the great curly hair, I got stick straight hair.

49. Do looks matter? Yes, I’m shallow.

51. Is your phone bill sky high? No, not really. It’s pretty much the same every month.

52. Do you like your life right now? I’m disappointed in my body what with the facial surgery and I think a Breathe Right strip broke my face out this weekend, it’s like I have great facial skin until I hit 45. Now it’s a free for all.

53. Do you sleep with the TV on? No. Just a sound machine and a fan.

54. Can you handle the truth? Yes. Sometimes the truth is more fun.

55. Do you have good vision? No.

56. Do you hate or dislike more than 3 people? No. But there are a couple at work I could do without.

57. How often do you talk on the phone? Not as much as most woman. Joni and I do have an afternoon talk pretty much everyday.

58. The last person you held hands with? Chandler.

59. What are you wearing? Black Capri’s, a super cute baby doll top, and black flip flops.

60. What is your favorite animal? Cats.

61. Where was your default picture taken? At the beach.

62. Can you hula hoop? God no, and I tried this weekend in front of Chandler and his little girlfriend. They laughed hysterically.

63. Do you have a job? Yes and one that I love.

64. What was the most recent thing you bought? A damn Hooptie Caravan.

65. Have you ever crawled through a window? Yes, my niece and her friends were having a boy/girl party at my house for her 13th birthday and she wanted me to stay out of sight. So me and my girlfriend crawled out the window and perched ourselves in the trees behind my house to watch them through the sliding glass door. At one point, I have to climb back in cause some boy was pulling his pants down to show everyone his Tommy Hilfiger boxers. He went home shortly there after.