Is there a revolving door on my house!?

Boy it sure seems so. My lovely woman-child has been in and out so much over the last week my head is starting to spin!

I finally told her "THIS IS IT" I am NOT able to take care of you for the rest of your life. WHAT ABOUT ME, WHO IS GONNA TAKE CARE OF ME. Ok, so I yelled a little bit...ok, maybe a lot.

I already take care of myself, I have taken care of myself most of the offspring's life. BUT it seemed like a relevant thing to say at the moment. You know when you are totally frazzled because you have to take care of a "psuedo adult" again. BFF, think your sibling...

I feel better now.

Word verification funnies of the day

MMGold, this makes me think of 007

Mental Notes

First and foremost; after creating one of these blogs, DON'T forget your user name. Doing so makes the posting next to impossible.

Ugh, sometimes me hate being blond!

Next, DON'T listen to office skuttlebutt and for reals DON'T ask what is being talked about when all the gals are grossing out.

Point in case; the gals were EEEWWWW (ing) when I returned from break and I said (quite innocently) "what?" Well they proceeded to tell me that some woman had a cockroach growing in her tongue, her Doctor was nice enough to remove it for her. AAAAAHHHHHH! Ok, so if that wasn't gross enough, I HAD to ask how. The "story" goes that she licked an envelope, in process got a papercut on her tongue and the adhesive had a roach egg on it...you can figure out the rest. GARK!

AND as if I have to really mention this; of course DON'T lick another envelope as long as you live...

And last; (well it is gone) take notes before composing your blog in case you cannot remember what you were going to post about. Dur.