Paul Thorn

I first heard him on Rick n Bubba. I love his song "Mission Temple Fireworks Stand"

I just found lyrics to another one of his songs:

Joanie The Jehovah's Witness Stripper

She drives a new car

Wears expensive blouses

She tells her mama

She's cleaning houses

She goes out witnessing

Doing the lord's work all week

But on the weekend

She's making ends meet

Joanie the Jehovah Witness stripper

Put a dollar in her g-string

And she'll deliver

If her daddy only knew

He'd prob-ly kill her

Joanie the Jehovah Witness stripper

One night down at the club

Her daddy walked in

He didn't recognize

His daughter dancing

She wore a blonde wig

He had sunglass

When she got naked

He started clapping

Joanie the Jehovah Witness stripper

Put a dollar in her g-string

And she'll deliver

If her daddy only knew

He'd prob-ly kill her

Joanie the Jehovah's Witness stripper

If you ask her why she does it

She looks at it this way

She says I'm counting my blessings

Every night when I get paid

She once lived in poverty

And now everything's alright

The lord showed her how make

A thousand dollar a night

Joanie the Jehovah Witness stripper

Put a dollar in her g-string

And she'll deliver

If her daddy only knew

He'd prob-ly kill her

LMFAO!!!!!!!!

August 28

I have to make a list or I'll forget what I wanted to talk about:

Gene Simmons
House Season 2
US Open
Something else...

So have you seen Gene Simmons' reality show? It's family values or something. I don't remember. But when The Osbournes used to be on, I thought it was funny. This is funny too, but in a sad way. I never felt sorry for Ozzy. I feel sorry for Gene. His WHOLE LIFE is Kiss. Grow up. His kids are awesome, Shannon Tweed is aight, Gene is a narcissistic sad old man.

House Season 2 is great! I liked the way they had season 1 better. There were only 3 dvds so you could just flip them over to see the other side. This time there are 6 discs. The DID add some bloopers and alternate "valley girl" takes of some scenes, and commentary for 2 episodes.

Whatever.

I love Hugh.

THE US OPEN STARTS TODAY!

Tennis, bitches, not golf. It's Agassi's last US Open. :-( He's the only reason I watched tennis! I love Andre too. Ever since he shaved his head. He's purty. And he has a nice ass.

I need to get laid...*sigh*

I have to go to the bathroom and I still don't remember what the something else I wanted to talk about was.

Bye.

House Season 2

came out on DVD today.

I'll see you after I watch all the episodes & special features 3 times each. So that's at least 72 hours...

BYE!

Lil John Baby

Yesterday (or whenever we went to Wal Mart), Evan asked me if I had seen the Lil John Baby.

Me - What?
E - The baby who kept saying "Yayuh, Yahuh" like Little John.

LMAO!

I wonder if the little blonde baby is even exposed to lil John.

But he had that "Yayuh!" down cold, LOL.

Fast Franks

Those new microwaveable hot dogs from Oscar Mayer are really tasty.

That is all.

Bad Mommy!

Seriously.

This morning, Evan missed the bus.

I told you he's been trying to find reasons not to go to school ever since it started. So, in spite of my yelling at him steadily since 6:10 this morning to hurry up, he took his gee dee time getting ready. He came downstairs with no shirt on. ????????????? When I told him to go get a shirt, he decided he HAD to poop. So he missed the bus.

He thought, erroneously, that I wouldn't take him to school because I don't like to go out by myself anymore just in case I fall. If he's there, he can use the phone to call someone. But, obviously I don't want him to miss school if it isn't an emergency. So I told him from now on if he misses the bus, it's $5 from his allowance. (So if he missed the bus one day of the week, he'd only get $5 allowance. I had to make it a big enough penalty that he'd never purposefully miss the bus again.)

He got home.

We went to Cracker Barrel for dinner. We were going to go to Wal mart after, but I started feeling bad so I just came home.

Every time we go somewhere, there are things I ask Evan to do. Carry my purse, get the walker out of the trunk and bring it to me, shit like that.

Every time I tell him, he says "I KNOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!!!!!!!"

So today when we got home I didn't tell him that. I put my house keys in my purse and left it in the passenger seat. He left the passenger door open and locked the car doors. (I leave the sliding glass door unlocked these days because I don't feel like struggling to get up the porch steps so I just park in the back and walk to the back door. Don't tell anybody.)

After I got in the house and sat down, I turned on the monitor for the computer. It said it had a boot disk error and I needed to put a system disk in. So I start going through all the computer disks I have trying to find the right one.

Evan comes in and tells me "I need the key because I forgot to get your purse."

I said "You remembered to get your journal out of the car, which was UNDER the purse...you were more concerned with the damned journal than my PURSE. Which has the MONEY that buys the FOOD that you eat. The key is in my purse. So is the phone. So we can't call Nana and ask her to bring the spare key. Every time I tell you something like 'get my purse' you say "I KNOW!" so today I didn't tell you, and look what happened! Now my purse is in the front seat and somebody could break the window to get the purse thinking they'll get some money! Somebody could forge a check and I get in trouble with the bank for it. Bounced checks and shit. Somebody could steal the credit card and buy a ticket to Hawaii or some shit. Plus I'd have to get all new insurance cards, a new driver's license. I'd have to reaplace ALL OF THAT SHIT! Get away from me, I don't want to see your face right now."

I was thinking I had to ask the fucking neighbor I hate if I could use her phone.

He called down from upstairs and said "The phone is in my pocket."

Me - So call Nana and ask her to bring the spare key.

She came.

When she got here, he had been crying and he started again.

She gave him the spare key and he went out to go get the purse.

Her - Why is he crying?
Me - No idea. Unless it's because I told him to get away from me because I didn't want to see him right now.

So he came back in, she left, he went back upstairs.

I finally called him back down to help him with his homework.

E - Do you know why I was crying?
Me - No
E - Because you've never yelled at me like that before.
Me - Well, I'm sorry for yelling at you. I just lost my temper. I don't feel good. Something is wrong with the computer that YOU need to do your homework which you could have done any other day this week if you had just TOLD ME you needed to use the computer. But you forgot. For 3 days. If you'd write this crap down in your planner like I TOLD YOU TO DO IN THE FIRST PLACE, you would have had it done. But anyway, I'm sorry.

It's like he's done everything in in his power to piss me off today. I only found out about the computer assignment at dinner. Then I come home and the computer is fucked up. It was too much.

Usually if he pisses me off I tell him to go to his room until I calm down. Today it happened fast. Pissed the fuck off in an instant. The more I thought about it, the more pissed I got.

So now I'm trying to be nice and not tell him to "SHUT UP!" because I think I've traumatized him enough for one day.

*Rolling Eyes*

So, Evan tries to find a different reason to miss school every day.

Last week one morning he came downstairs and put the thermometer in his mouth.
Me - You're going to school, Evan.
He - *Sigh*, going back upstairs to get dressed.

Have I ever told you about the elaborate explanations he comes up with to explain why he can't do something? Last year he told his teacher his intestines were hurting.

...

So I took some Pepto to school, gave it to him in the office, and left him at school.

Everybody else buys the BS he feeds them. Cause he's so cute. They don't think there's a devious mind at work there.

So today he calls my mother. Said something like "I feel like the shaft of a hammer is pressing into my stomach."

Why did he call her? Because he knew I'd say "Whatever. See you at 3:30!"

She told him she'd come over here and tell me what he said. She did.

She watched an episode of house.

She said "Are you going to the school?"
Me - No
She - Oh. Well...I hope he hasn't called again while I've been here.
Me - He'll get the point when no one shows up at school.
She - Oh. Oh well.

I offered her a drink. She went to the kitchen. Saw all the dishes (Evan gets $10 to wash the dishes since I can't stand up that long anymore. Plus I don't want to do it anyway, LOL. Plus this way he EARNS all the toys he gets. Who the hell needs 300 action figures???)

So she started washing the dishes. Then she cleaned the kitchen. Everything but mopping. JOY! I only mop when the bug man is coming.

She said "What are you going to tell Evan when he gets home?"
Me - I'm going to tell him to get in the kitchen and wash the geedee dishes since he didn't wash them yesterday.
She - He's gonna ask if you've been cleaning.
Me - I'm going to say "HA! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO."

So I guess she needs him to call her when he gets home and sees the clean kitchen because she might think I told him I did it. (She's like that. Ever since I was a teen who constantly lied to her unless I thought the truth would horrify her more she thinks all I do is lie. What she doesn't understand is that I DON'T HAVE TO LIVE WITH HER ANYMORE SO I HAVE NO REASON TO LIE.)

I should have had her water my plants too. They look sorry.

I used to have a real green thumb. But then I used to vacuum every day too, LOL.

Whateva.

My SIL

Is originally from Philadelphia.

She moved here for the first time with my brother 18 years ago.

Ever since she's been going back to philly every few years.

She just left again.

My brother didn't go with her.

She's the same woman who has a different job EVERY MONTH. I don't think there's any job she hasn't had except sanitation worker.

It just pisses me off because my oldest niece is a senior this year.

WHY WAIT UNTIL SHE'S A SENIOR TO FLAKE THE FUCK OUT AGAIN?

She'll be back.

Dur.

But when she does come back, I hope she waits until my niece graduates. Up north there were 4 quarters in a school year. 2 per semester. But down here it's 6...units per year. It would totally screw her up. PLUS there are required courses for here and required courses for there.

I moved here at the end of 10th grade. I had to make up Alafreakingbama history and Economics and Democracy which weren't required courses there.

I know here my niece would have been able to take AP classes this year in preparation for college. But if she has to make up classes up there, she won't have time for AP classes.

I'd like to bitch slap the fuck out of my SIL.

Blonde Labrador

So my prejudice (she's prejudice against black dogs) mother has been SAYING she wanted a new dog forever.

Today I was getting a haircut and the stylist was telling me she and her husband have search & rescue dogs. They recently had a liter. One of them is 8 mos old but she won't "work".

My mother doesn't want a black dog. Doesn't want a big dog. Doesn't want a boy dog. Blah blah blah. Her list of no's is endless.

This is a female dog, pure breed, blonde, likes kids, likes to fetch and crap. (Stuff her current dog used to do before she became 18 years old.)

So I went by and told my mom about the dog. She started coming up with reasons why she couldn't get the dog.

Evan really wants this dog. I told her I'd pay half of the medical expenses.

We'll see what happens. But if she doesn't take this FREE DOG that looks almost exactly like her old dog, I'm never trying to help her again with the dog situation.

August 15, 2006

Well, I got some comments on the blog and I realized I hadn't blogged in a few days.

Evan has finally had a BM.

I don't know about him, but these fiber chewables are having their way with me...

I think we're going to quit football. Because I don't feel like going most of the time AND they extended practice to 2 hours. So from 6-8pm. That's after coming home and doing homework.

Fuck football. They act like somebody can get a scholarship or some shit from age 9-10 league football.

No.

His ejumacation be much mo impotent than futball.

My parents wouldn't even let me have a part time job in HS because they wanted me to concentrate on the books.

These people are crazy. Who takes fb that seriously if they aren't getting paid for it??????????

Um...

I don't know what else.

Bye.

Evan is full of shit

Literally.

Last night he said he saw blood on the tp after he wiped his ass. He asked me if I wanted to see it.

Um....NO!

I told him we'd go to the dr today.

Then he said his stomach felt really hard. And it did.

So we went to the ER.

I warned him the dr might have to stick something up his butt. I just wanted him to be prepared.

Well, he didn't have to have a lower gi or anything. They just took an x-ray of his guts and the dr said "See all this gray stuff? It's fecal matter."

It LOOKED like he hadn't had a bowel movement in weeks there was so much shit. But there were no impactions. No hemorrhoids.

I said "I didn't know anyone but prenant women and old people had roids."

Then the dr started telling me all of his shit stories. A 7 month old baby with roids. :-( An old guy who was impacted and then he finally shat (he didn't flush to toilet so the dr could see it) he FILLED UP the bowl with 7 inch diameter shit. Coiled around the bowl.

Every time we go to the ER we get this doc. I wonder if they give the black people this guy (he's black). I mean, how odd is that?

He talks a lot. (the dr.)

He looks kinda like the chief of staff on Grey's Anatomy.

Anyway, they gave Evan some milk of magnesia and some mineral oil.

It was 1am when we left.

He STILL hasn't has a bm.

I'm making him drink water & apple juice until he goes. 20 oz per hour.

It has me concerned. Seriously. He shits all the time! Like sometimes twice a day. How the hell can he have so much shit in there?

He's peeing a lot, LOL.

Still no shit. :-(

Motherhood is odd. I'm on pins & needles waiting on someone else's bowel movement...

Got a new job!

Not a real job.

A new siggy artist job.

What attracted me to this place was the manager had a promo on Delphi that said "New artists needed. NO DRAMA!"

I wrote about the drama at the last place I worked on my old blog.

But anyway

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Now I just have to make blinkies or something to give out my new adoptables address.

Night.

As I was browsing random blogs

while I pray for rain so I don't have to take Evan to football practice, I saw one that said "10 things I love right now."

Since I have nothing new to report and I don't feel like making anything up, I'm gonna do that.

1. Hugh Laurie. Duh.

2. Elliot Yamin.

Evan just came home from school. I have to tell you before I forget.

He said in English they had to start writing a story and then they had to switch papers. I said "I don't know the purpose of that. I wouldn't like that. Pluse you're a boy and you're probably writing a boy story. What if you have to switch with a girl and she starts writing girl stuff on your story?"

He said "MMMMMMMMM HMMMMMMMMMMM" like the thought disgusted him

Then he was telling about one teacher who wouldn't let them go to the bathroom. She said "You should have used it during hall time." and he said "Well I didn't have to use it during HALL TIME"

His delivery of that line was priceless. You should have seen it. But he said that about hall time at home, not at school.

Anyway. I don't really want to try and come up with 8 more "things I love right now" right now.

Bye.

Evan's report on the 1st day of school.

First, my mother came over at 3.

So she could see Evan. I made her watch Hugh Laurie on Inside the Actor's Studio since she was there. :-)

Starting at 3:10 she jumped up every time she heard a car go by the street to see if it was the bus.

Me - You will hear the first bus go by, and then about 5 minutes later Evan's bus will squeak to a stop at about 3:25. You're like a nervous mother jumping up and down like that!

Anyway, he said most of the kids that were in his 4th grade class are in his homeroom.

He said "My homeroom teacher told us that there are going to be people we don't like here, but we should pretend we do. But then she has a poster up in her room that says 'Be Honest.' "

We laughed at the irony. Then I said "Well you don't have to pretend you like someone if you don't, just don't be rude or mean about it."

He said something else that cracked us up but then we went out to dinner and I've forgotten.

I couldn't cut my goddamned steak. I had to ask my mother to do it. My left side is so weak. So I'm sitting in the freaking restaurant trying not to cry about having my meat cut for me.

My mother was about to freak out (she's not used to seeing me cry). Evan said "Just give her a minute."

He's an awesome kid! And he shuts her up better than I can!

Then he made me laugh and everything was cool.

Orthentic

I was watching American Chopper on Monday and Paul Sr. said "I don't think this looks orthentic."

Then Paul Jr said "I don't even know what orthentic means, but we'll try to work on the orthenticity."

Sr cracks me up when he mispronounces words.

First day of school!

So this morning as I was watching Evan get ready for school (and trying to remind him to take his key, lunch money, all of that) and he told me to look at the shirt he's wearing.

It says "I hear voices in my head and some of them don't like you."

He said "Tomorrow I'm wearing the 'Proctastinators Unite Tomorrow' one. And then Friday I'm wearing 'Stop looking at my shirt'."

I said "That's funny! I mean the order in which you're wearing them."

I don't think he'd thought about that.

He said "I was wondering if I should wear procrastinators today, but I like this one better."

I said "Well, I just think it's funny that you're wearing one liners for 2 days and then on Friday telling everybody to stop looking at your shirt."

But what 10 year old boy plans his wardrobe in advance?

Sometimes I worry that being a single mother will turn my boy metrosexual. There's no real male influence.

:-(

I will love my metrosexual son anyway, LOL.

But I hope he doesn't grow up to be one of the mani-pedi metros...

Idiots on yahoo

If you HAVE to pick a name claiming that you are well endowed, at least learn how to spell.

WTF is a humugous dick?

School tomorrow!

So Evan was getting ready to go to bed.

He came to give me a hug.

I said "Brush your teeth and set your alarm clock."
E - Ok
A - And tomorrow don't be flirting with those older women and trying to get a girlfriend.
E *rolling eyes* Well, if I get a girlfriend, she won't be older than 5th grade.
A - Well if you get a girlfriend, don't get her pregnant.
E - *sigh* I won't get her pregnant because -
A - Because you'll wear a condom, right?
E - Right. But I don't even know where you get a condom.
A - You can get them at Wal-mart.
E - But I don't know where in Wal-mart to get a condom. Just like I don't know where the raisins are.
A - Choking on a panini and LMFAO

3 minutes later
A - They're on the other side of the isle where you get the Advil.
E - The raisins?
A - Choking on my water and LMFAO

A - The CONDOMS
E - Oh. Well whatever.

I love teasing him about getting a girlfriend. Chicks have been crushing on him since he learned how to smile. I always take every opportunity to remind him to wear a condom. MAYBE he'll listen.

But he cracked me the hell up tonight.

WHAT?!?!?!

Ok.

If I wasn't sitting down I would have passed the fuck out.

I made up that story about being banned from Wal-mart.

Even though I used the "Help me. She's crazy!" part from a story my best friend told ME, she still didn't doubt that it was true.

Here's the e-mail I got today from her:

The part about the Wal-Mart bitch screaming for help and that you were going crazy was total deja vu!!!!  I got wedding flashbacks....hehe.  Thanks for the fun memory.  Now I'm off to work to save lives and wipe asses (my new motto, by the way....whenever I'm asked "what do you do," my first response is "about what?"  If they clarify the question with "for a living," etc., then I tell them that I save lives and wipe asses.)

Sunshine/lifesavingasswiper

This is the page that has the story about her ruining her brother's wedding on it. It was 1998
http://nicotna.tripod.com/friends/sunshine.html

All of you (all 3 of you who read this blog) disappoint me.

Is racism just MY battle?

I was watching Judging Amy and in it, she and her CSO had to go to a different town to adjudicate (is that the right word?) a case.

Bruce (who is black) was driving and he got pulled over. Amy (the judge - the white female judge) asked the officer for his name. She knew Bruce hadn't done anything wrong.

Anyway, Bruce was just acting like "Same Shit, Different Day" and of course Amy was outraged.

After the cop left, Amy and Bruce had a discussion about the incident. And he basically said "This (racism) is MY battle to fight!"

At the end of the show he apoligized for his reaction to her outrage. But it got me thinking.

Racism hasn't ended.

But the Civil Rights Movement wouldn't have happened without some white people!

If a white person actually notices some racism and becomes outraged on my account, I don't think I'd be pissed off about it. I'd actually be glad that someone other than a black person sees the shit going on.

Another thing that amuses/confuses me is that white people get so outraged about racism.

My best friend gets pissed off if anyone tells a bigoted joke around her. And she hates for anyone to use the words "Nigger" or "Nigga".

Well...I guess it was white people like her who joined the civil rights movement in the first place.

Thank God for people like that.

I don't know if I'd get outraged on someone else's account. I mean, I don't like anyone doing anything to children. But I'm not testifying before congress or marching on their behalf.

I don't know what I think...

Discuss.

Damn!

I forgot what I wanted to blog about.

But anyway, my cousin took Evan to FB practice today. My leg is killing me and I told Evan to call her and ask if she was taking her son. (He's absent as much as he is there.) But she wasn't there. He left a message.

Then I started getting ready.

Then after I got my shoes on we heard a knock at the door. She was here! YAY.

I've managed not to leave the house at all today!

My mother called this morning and asked me if I was going to take Evan to his new school so he could look around. I said "He'll look around when he gets there on Wed." (School starts wed, not today like I thought.)

She said "He's going to go to that big school the first time by himself?"

They had a tour of the middle school at the end of 4th grade. And all of his basketball games are there, it wouldn't be his first time.

But I put the phone on speaker and said "My leg is killing me. I just took some pain killers and I will be knocked out in 20 minutes."

I use the speaker phone because she doesn't want Evan to ever know what an evil woman she is and that she never wants to say yes to anything unless there is a witness to her self sacrifice. So she sighed and said she'd be here at 2pm to pick him up.

MUUUUUUUUUUUUHAHAHAHHAHAHAH.

She didn't get her afternoon nap.

But I did. :-)

LMAO!

Anyway, when he got back he told me that the lockers already had combination locks on them. I asked him if he tried his combo. He said "Nana said we weren't supposed to mess with anything in the school yet. But I saw other kids trying their lockers!"

I said "I guess Nana just wanted to get home out of the heat."

....

I had him practicing his combination on the lock I bought all weekend so he'd know it by heart. That's one less thing to worry about on the first day of school. But we have 24 hours to at least memorize the new combo, even if he can't try it until Wed.

Would it have killed her to stand there for 2 fucking minutes so he could try opening his locker?

I guess so.

I don't remember her taking me to school on the first day of middle school. The only time she took me was when we had moved and it was a whole new school district.

Whateva.

I'm going to take some more drugs.

Is it wrong

for me to want to get my melanin challenged son a spray tan?

Banned from Wal-Mart!!!!!!!!

So we went to Wal-Mart yesterday to get school supplies and clothes TAX FREE! (joy)

I was driving around the parking lot, looking for a handicapped parking space.

I saw one dude get to his car and start unloading the groceries. So I pulled up...perpendicular to him so after he backed out I could pull in. Across from me going in the other direction there was a van.

So we waited for the old dude to FINALLY start his car and the van kept inching forward. I told Evan "As soon as he backs up enough, go stand in that space. I think that van is trying to steal my parking spot!"

So he did, then I parked.

The stupid bitch in the van decided to yell at my ten year old for standing in the parking spot.

I got out of the car.

I was furious. Who the hell is she to yell at my son who was only doing what I TOLD HIM TO DO!?!?!?!

So I got my walker out of the car and I said to the bitch in the van. "Next time I see you, wherever I see you, there's going to be a discrepancy."

I was very calm as I made my way slowly into Wal-Mart.

So we got some shirts and shorts for Evan, and a shirt and shorts for me. Then we went to the hardware dept to get the combination lock for his locker.

That's when I saw van-bitch again.

I said "Aren't you the cocksucking whore who was yelling at my son?"
She looked shocked.
I said "Didn't I tell you that the next time I saw you, wherever it was, there was going to be a discrepancy?"
She said nothing, just kept trying to pick her jaw up off the floor.
I looked at Evan and said "Do you think it was smart for this idiot to come into wal-mart when she saw me going into wal-mart after I told her I was going to kick her ass?"
He said "No"
She rolled her eyes and started walking away.
I rammed her with my electric cart.
She screamed.
I started laughing. The expression on her face was so funny!
Then I rammed her again and she fell over. She kept screaming and started saying "Somebody help me! This bitch has gone crazy!"

That cracked me up more so I accidentally rammed her again because I couldn't pull my hand off the controls to stop.

I kind of ran up over her feet.
She screamed some more.
I think I became hysterical with laughter at that point because my bladder totally let go. No coochie muscles at all. But I was wearing my Poise pad, so it was ok.

I grabbed my purse out of my electric machine of death and hit her with it.

My purse is heavy. I heard her go "OOOF!" when I hit her on the stomach. She was still lying on the floor at this point, trapped under my EMD.

So then some wal-mart employees came over in their blue vests and started saying "Ma'am, please stop! Please back off of the woman" I don't really remember what else they said because she was screaming so loud again. (I guess she got her breath back.)

Anyway, I eventually rolled of the woman and Evan & I and the woman went into a room in the back. Like an interrogation room. They called the cops. They left me in there alone with the woman. (!?!?!)

I said "They're calling the cops."
She said "Good! I hope the put you under the jail! You're insane."
I said "I hope you press charges."
She got this confused look on her face.
I said "Because the entire time I'm in jail I'm going to be thinking of more creative and painful ways to beat the shit out of you. You know they put addresses on police reports, so I'll know where you live. And while I'm in jail I'll hire some of my ex boyfriends crackhead friends to come over and shit on your porch every day."
She still didn't say anything.
Then the blue vest wal-mart guy and a cop came in.
I started crying. (This starts Evan crying.)
I started my "Employee of the month" act and acted really apologetic and snot was running out of my nose and I said "The first time I hit her was an accident! She started yelling at me because she said I stole her parking spot. I just thought she had pms or something and I ignored her and came into the store. But then when she saw us in there she started yelling again. I was trying to leave and she kept chasing us. You know how slow those carts move, I couldn't get away from her. She was scaring my son!"

Blah blah. My fingers are getting tired. But the jist is I wasn't arrested and I was banned from wal-mart for a year. And we didn't get the school supplies.

That sucks.

I must apologize

because all my blog ever seems to be about is Evan and Hugh Laurie.

School starts MONDAY. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! So I'll be free to watch my house season 1 dvd all day and/or make Hugh Laurie tags without Evan making gagging noises behind me.

Anyway, I'm sorry for the lack of topics in this blog.

So I've decided to start making shit up.

Football practice today

They wore the pads. Evan got his practice jersey.

Well, the coaches are finally getting more aggressive.

GOOD!

Those people they'll be playing against won't be tapping them gently to knock them over.

Evan WOULD NOT go down. I was so proud! LOL.

I knew being aggressive would be his favorite part of football. I think he really ENJOYED practice for the first time. He didn't even get back into the car before he said "Did you see me?!?!"

Cool.

Can anybody find meeeeeeeeee

somebody to looooooooooooove?

I got that yesterday on my Itunes. I've listened to it 194 times so far.

Heh.

When I'm doing crap the music fades into the background. Like the TV.

Football practice today. :-(

Anyway, today's the day to get Evan's school supplies. No sales tax for 3 days on clothes and school shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

omg!!!!!!!!

You know that Hugh Laurie tag I made yesterday?

I offered it at my PSP group for people if they wanted it. (There are a lot of House fans there)

Anyway, today I saw 2 offers that looked like magazine covers. I've been doing that shit forever. And credit cards.

I guess I should be flattered that they're copying, but DAMN. At least wait a couple of weeks before you bite off me.

Happy August!

Yesterday I didn't take Evan to football practice. Becuase I didn't feel like it & it had rained and I didn't feel like slipping & falling in the gee dee alabama clay and staining my clothes.

So today his cousins are here from ND and I told my mother I'd drop him off at her house after fb practice.

Then it come a storm! (As these southerners say) so I decided to forgo practice and I just took him to her house. By the time I parked and got in the house my clothes looked like I'd been in a waterfall.

Whatever.

Here's a tag I made today, LOL.

He is so flippin hot in this pic!

I watched the Inside the Actor's Studio yesterday.

Awwwwwww. Poor Hugh.

And poor Evan because he asked me to change my desktop so I used that pic.

MUUUUUUUUUHAHAHAHHAHAHA.

I found about 300 pics of him online today. Ones with the stubble. He looks too British without the stubble, LOL.




So I think I'll be able to make a Hugh tag for every day of the year.

Yum.

Let's see...do I have anything to say that isn't about the 2 men in my life?

No.

Bye.