I know you all saw the woman with three kids next to a sample station at CostCo today. You know, the one with the pink shirt and bright red bra that her daughters were determined to share with the world by pulling down the shirt as far as it could go, and then not letting it go?
Yes, that was me.
Well, that was an odd weekend. I sent my eldest to his bio-dad’s for a month, and spent yesterday with a heating pad strapped to my back due to some muscle that spazzed out. I managed to plug through some very tedious work, get a jump on a new project and spend quality time with Dora my kids.
Today is beautiful though, and since I can move again, I believe we’re going back to the pool. I may even remember to bring a book this time, which ensure that I’ll have to be in the “big pool” the entire time.
Time for the song of the week!
She said hey there boy
Come on over and sit
Love is when you wanna kiss
And you get bit
Busy. Tiring. Confusing. Aggrivating. Friday night martini-worthy.
Summer may very well kill me. Back to the pool we go…
This passed by my blip, and its an awesome song by the most awesome Cyndi Lauper with Shaggy. I used to sing this song, a lot, actually.
We have no past we wont reach back
Keep with me forward all through the night
And once we start the meter clicks
And it goes running all through the night
Until it ends there is no end…
And, another of those songs that won’t stop playing, no matter where I am
Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the Milky Way
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there
but there are some pretty strange keyword requests for my blog. That means there are at least a dozen (on a good day) really strange people reading these very words at the same time you are. I just thought you should know.
Greasy green condom piss. Y’all are some sick fuckers.