My soon to be ex-friend Lisa is making me do this!!! Soooo, if I've never really written a blog, nor read a blog, but am somewhat aware of what a blog is, this makes me qualified to blog? Apparently so. I don't know what I'm going to blog about. So far, the blog appears to be a cyber-Seinfeld episode: the blog about nothing. Ok, I'm warming up now. Umm, this is what's on my mind today: I feel distracted and detached, but things seem to be going well on most fronts, my shoulder really hurts and surgery is looming, followed by rehab and is this going to affect my sex life? My friends are acting weird. My kids seem to be doing great. Business sucks!!!! I read an obit yesterday where the family asked that, in lieu of flowers, donations be made to "whoever is running against Barack Obama." Are you kidding me? We now have politcal action committees chaired by dead people? I mean, I knew they voted, but fundraising? Do I have any couple friends who are not cheating on each other or otherwise about to get a divorce? Doesn't seem so. Last night I'm in bed and I'm told: did you know that so and so's husband cheated on her with a 300 pound woman? My answer: No, and now I wish I still didn't know. Why do they keep pushing back clock resetting day, whatever its called? If anyone deserves an extra hour's sleep, its moi. I wish I spoke better French. Just got back from there, spent 8 days and still can't order anything but pizza. Why would anyone, French or not, put goat cheese on a pizza? To satisfy the insistence of a friend, I watched an entire Nascar race on Sunday and I want those 3 hours of my life back. My daughter, for whom I refuse to pay for a pedicure, can paint her toes to look exactly like she got a french one, white tips and all. Eleven year olds are amazing. Her older brother barely can brush his teeth regularly or properly. Or locate his car keys every freaking morning. I have 27 female employees. That thing about women who work together cycling together, ummm, that's true. And apparently this week is the Tour de Bitch. I DO NOT FACEBOOK! DON'T ASK ME AGAIN! Eight years of higher education, seven moves and some therapy to forget all those people!!
Is anyone out there? Cujo?
Drawing blanks here. Until next time...
EX FRIEND!!!!! What??? You can't dump me as a friend, I won't let you. See.....isn't blogging fun? So we need to blog at least weekly oh and let me know who to send the donation to, to whoever is running agaist OBAMA! Oh and do you facebook? Lol!
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