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I am not mentally stable at this time so if you would like to leave a message, just make sure there are no big words like "and" or "the" because I won't be able to read it if you do.
Have a great day! :)
Do you know how many emails I have received??? Do you know how much I have been told I am missed??? I have been pleasantly surprised how many others are just as insane as I am. How many have admitted to issues as well. There are tons of people who cry when their baby is going to school. It is startling to see that there are so many who use a prescribed Rx to make them happy too! Just.Like.Me.
I am really doing okay. The pending first day of school has not arrived yet. I am considering home schooling again. Then I remember "Wacky Wednesdays" with my Lynard. Or my lunch dates with Nicki!!! And then I remember how school isn't as bad as I thought. So, I am gonna be okay. I still hate school. Homework is like a freaking wart on the genitals. I feel bad for my poor child when she looks like a ant carrying her food on her back. Except it is her backpack full of text books and homework. Grr. My sweet friend Stacy (Tattooed Mama) knows the pain. It sucks. Plain and simple.
Anyway, I'm staying busy and keeping my warped brain on track. I just keep on"keeping" on. I have a feeling that come Tuesday, the pending first day, I will cry and cry but ya know what??? I will get over it. And this year I stepped down from the hell I call PTO as Vice President so I might have some room for breathing this year. I gotta say it.....that was a poisonous thorn in my hind end. It was a nightmare and I am so elated to say "Eff" off PTO! Sorry Nicki..:)
Again....I loved the emails. I laughed and cried. I am relieved to know that I may be nuts...but I am not the only nut in the peanut shell. As always, you are all just terrific.
I must get some sleep now. I have to go sweat my ass off tomorrow at work. It's hotter then the devil's sauna in there and I look like a wet dog when I am there so I have to sleep so I'm not any crabbier. I look like a freak. I won't be surprised when the town folks chase me with torches. It won't surprise me at all. And can I tell you how old I feel??? Seriously, I have a vibrator older then my bosses. The difference is? My vibrator works! Ha! Get it???? Ha! I made myself piss my pants.
God I am funny sometimes. Just go with that okay? Do you really want to piss off a menopausal bitch??? I thought not!
Give me sometime to respond to emails and get back to visiting blogs. I love you all!!!!