Hi, How are ya? I can’t come to the blog right now, because
A)
I’m in the Neighborhood of Make Believe right now, so Can you leave your name and shoe size when you hear the sound of the tone? Sure… I knew you could.
or
B)
I’m unable to take your comment in person because I’m having an out-of-the-body experience. In fact I’m standing right behind you and I can see everything you type. But leave me a message anyway to help me reconnect when I get back.
Or
C)
Dewd CAKE! Driving thru a snowstorm for CAKE! People, come on! OMGchocolateCAKE!11!!!
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*****I Heart Penis*****
Today is my Step Mother’s birthday. I haven’t a clue how old she is. I’m gonna guess 44 and hope I’m not guessing high cus she will hit me. Hard.
Yesterday was my sister-in-laws birthday (HI PAM). I need cake.
I love cake.
Tomorrow is going to be so busy. I hate being busy. Doing..stuff. I hate that. Stupid dishes. And broom. Why do I even need a broom? It’s not like the cheerios on the floor have an expiration date..right? I like my jammies and coffee and fuzzy cat-chewed slippers.
But whatever. Eye on the prize people. Cake. last night some fucktard had the nerve to call me during Deal or no Deal. Pisses me off. The only damn TV I watch and they just happen to call me during? Bitch slap waiting to happen I tell ya.
So then they offered me 150 bux MORE then I was asking for my snakes. Fine, I forgive them. But now we have to drive the girls down to the city tomorrow and then get ready to drive back the opposite way to my dads for Cake. This definitely falls under the category of stuff.
Icky work-like stuff. I’m probably going to have to put pants on before two.
Whatever.
And, AND, now Mother Nature is fucking with me. She’s really picking my buns! Scraping my seseme seeds One By One.
There is a winter storm warning in effect which is busy wreaking havoc with my plans. Speaking of plans. It suddenly occurred to me that I will actually have to pack clothes and shit for the kids. Go figure. I’m gonna make the brats earn their keep and pack for themselves, I mean, what’s the worst that can happen?
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* I was wondering what to use for a title when this line was said on TV. Good ’nuff.
Tug wanted pics of JitteryJoe as a dork. I always deliver!
And the rest of you are shit out of luck. You didn’t ask direct questions. This took a long time to do. I’m tired now. And I think you will have to click them all to be able to actually read them. Oh well.
this was actually really fun to do, so thanks everyone who asked questions :o)
Pee Ess: Finn, Shelli, I will email you photos of my boobs LOL. Fantastagirl, I had a breast reduction in 2001, and then this summer I had scar revision on both the girls. Now my boobs are sweet and perky, thanks to the Canadian Taxpayers.
Last night I didn’t sleep well. No, no, it’s not you, it’s me.
See when you sleep till one in the afternoon, life is good its really hard to go to bed by midnight. Yea pfft.
And you know what else sucks? Neither of us were in to mood to wear off our excess energy. *wink*WINK*nudge*NUDGE*
That’s what happens when you are married for too long. I think I’m gonna take applications for a lover. That should spice things up a bit. Anyone have Matt Damon’s phone number?
So….ask me a question, any question. I will answer honestly, and if possible, include photos.
(Shelli this is your chance to see the boobie pics because i took them off photo bucket cus I was getting too many page views for them LOL.) ( but uh, please don’t ask LOL)
Any question leading to the humiliation of my husband will result in my undying devotion to you. I do have his awkward teen year photos in my possession..heh.
I won’t be responding to comments for this post, it would be too tempting to answer the questions there and that would negate photos.
Have you all seen the trailers for Jim Carreys’ new movie, The Number 23? I think it looks great and if my mother in law would ever get her ass home I’d make plans to go see it…
Anyway I was laying in bed lastnight and a commercial for the movie came on and I started thinking about numbers and coincidences and blah blah blah. Here is what I came up with, using 27, my age.
- I am 27
- My birthday is 2/07
- It is year 2007
- my house number is 207
- I have a 2 year old and a 7 year old.
- My four year old’s birthday is 4/23, added, thats 27
- 27 shows up on my Shoppers Optimum card, 2 times
- The sets of numbers on my health card can be added up to 7, 2, 7,
- There are 7 letters in my first name
- If you subtract the number of letters in my middle name from my last name, it becomes a 7 letter word.. that makes my full name, 2 7 letter words.
- I have been married 7 years, August(8) Sixth. 8+6 = 14. devide by 7= 2
- I have owned 7 pets, 2 were reptiles
- Since highschool, I have moved 7 times, but only 2 were houses.
- I have 2 tattoos that took a total of 7 hours to do
- It is 2:47, wich is also the age of my kids.
- I have 2 gnomes that came in the mail 7 days apart
And then I fell asleep.
So the question begs, can I pick any number and do the same thing with it? If so, then it is all coincidence, right? What if it isnt? What if it IS a conspiracy? What if I’m insane? When does 23 come out?
And it’s a bad sign that I really want to go put this in drafts untill the 27th, right?
