Saturday, July 28, 2012

Memoir's of a Crazy Woman

Hello Folks, I've abused you terribly. I've neglected you, forgot you... unless you usually don't read my blog and you really don't care... then we're on good terms. 


Any who.?


Well I have a good excuse, Dad is home.


So this is what I've been doing if anyone out there cares....


1. I had my 25th Anniversary at Opryland, it's was great... but I came home with a rash on my legs and back. I'm affectionately calling it my Anniversary rash.
2.  I dreamed that I went on vacation with my niece and nephew and we went to Iraq. And a corrupt Iraqi border guard gave me a pair of underwear that contained a bomb and he wanted me to wear them. 
3. Would that make me the Underwear Bomber?
4. Oh dear.
5. The word CRAZY means crazy in Tennessee. Let me explain. I've called two separate people from Tennessee CRAZY while having a light conversation with them... they looked at me and were both insulted. 
6. The word CRAZY means to me: fun-loving, fun, happy, entertaining and I want to be your friend forever because you don't take this old world to seriously.
7. Loco, nutty, not right in the head, odd, strange... that's what Crazy means to me.
8. I asked Daughter #2 to give me her cousin's phone number. Two times. Both were wrong numbers. But I made friends with a really nice lady named Wendy, who I didn't know. And even though I homeschooled  D#2 and she's 20 years old now, I think we need to review her numbers again.
9. Dad's been looking for a job, being that he's retiring this October.
10. To our delight, it seems as though people like him are needed in this world.
11. This means that we get to eat.
12. And pay the mortgage.
13. Yipppy.
14. Oh yes, about my dream.... I refused to put the underwear on. 


I'll write you soon... unless you don't read my blog.... then you really don't care,
Java Girl



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