Saturday, December 18, 2010
On our way to have breakfast with Santa. Whoopee. I know my kids love him and am doing this just to see the looks on their faces. I LOVE that part of the big fat LIE. On the other hand... I'm starting to get more-than-mildly-irritated with the jolly old fucker taking credit for all of my most awesome gifts!!! This bites! When Maddie comes downstairs Christmas morning and sees that American Girl doll she's going to start screaming THANK YOU SANTA THANK YOU SANTA... outta my way Mommy! Grrrrrrrrrr When Michael sees his $100 Indiana Jones Temple of Doom Lego set = same reaction. <sigh> I get the joy of seeing their little faces and I am so blessed that I could get these things for them. But, that arsehole in the red suit gets all my farging glory! I'm over it. I dread the day when my babies aren't babies anymore and no longer believe in him. But, that's the MINUTE I start drilling it into their heads that it was ME ME ME (and their dad, of course) who went out and bought them all this crap! The Lego set that will be in its 864 pieces spread throughout my house, half of them lost. And the $100 AG Doll who I will find laying in a corner, naked, with her head turned backwards. :-S Ho ho ho... hallelujah, holy shit! Where's the Tylenol?
Thursday, December 16, 2010
According to my mother, I either need to write a book or start a blog. I'm entirely too old and dense to know how to write a book, so blog it is. This will contain my daily rants (eff you Walmart), raves, whining, and other useless rambling. I'm going to use some very foul language on occasion. If you don't wanna see it, please don't read it. I may rant on politics, religion and varying other hot topic issues. This is not the place to argue with me. Go start your own blog! :-P Well.... pour yourselves a drink, buckle your seatbelts... this could be a bumpy ride! mwahahahahhahha!