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Oh sorry, that was me banging my head on the keyboard.

Today’s post has no rhyme or reason – I just figured if I didn’t start writing, then I would be caught doing one of two things:

1. Sleeping, or

2. Sneaking out of my office – to go anywhere – anywhere else.

• I haven’t been sleeping well for various reasons. I’m. Tired.

• Work is beyond busy – I take it home with me every day and I dream about it at night! And not in a good way.

• This morning Kitty started my day off with some joke that was on her phone. I don’t remember the exact words, but it had to do with some mistake about writing a paint color down as “Chocolate Shart”. I laughed for 10 minutes.

• I had a conversation with Mr. Strong the other day that started after I commented on someone we know being good looking and attractive. And then of course I felt the need to explain my definitions of attractive. I had to explain that even though some men were handsome and very good looking, they weren’t necessarily “attractive”. You see, I have varying degrees of attraction. You have those men who are a little rugged and give off those “sexual attraction” vibes. Those hardcore bend me over and….well you get the point. Mr. Strong is one of those men – he has that “sexual attraction” attraction. Then you have some men that are good looking or have great personalities that I find attractive for those characteristics, but that doesn’t mean I want to jump their body! I know you all agree!



Nummy! Nummy! Still in Lust after 18 years together!



• School started this week for the girls and already I want to run screaming for the hills! So I guess this is a forewarning to my family – be afraid, be very, very afraid. Mommy Dearest is lurking very close to the brim. Kitty will get her license in a few weeks, so I’m hoping to tell Mommy Dearest to fuck off – but until then…

• Yes, I cursed. If you don’t like it quit reading, but I’m tired of not being able to right what my fingers type unconsciously afraid to hurt someone else’s delicate nature. Get used to the curse words; I’m no longer editing my poor choice of descriptive language.

• We raised a ton of money for Bynum School this past weekend and I couldn’t be happier! It was loads of fun. After 5-1/2 hours of playing doubles tennis with my daughter I only thought I was going to pass out once, puke twice and punt her over the fence once. She's lucky they started serving alcoholic beverages at 9am! It was great fun!

• The daycare just called (yes, I know daycares don’t speak in literal form) and Doodlebug is sick. So I guess I need to get off of here and go perform my mommy duties. I’m pretty sure – after this post - the Universe is telling me I need a little more compassion today.

No time to proofread…laters!