Leon Lott should probably hit it, too.

Just a warning that today's blog is just a big clusterfuck of topics.

I've been cracked out on Gymbofriends and Facebook for the past week, so I really haven't caught up on any news lately. Well, except for the Michael Phelps story. But that's because the whole stink happened here in South Carolina, and we all know how much of a dick "Sherriff" Leon Lott is.

Leon Lott has now come to whatever senses he might have, and decided there was not enough evidence to press charges against Mr. Phelps. Well ya reckon? Thanks, Sherriff. You totally effed up his name and now he's off the hook? Go chase down the crackheads in Richland county and leave the pot smokers alone.

I know i'm not alone in my opinions about the herbal substance, and the many reasons it should be legalized, regulated and taxed. Most of the people who are against the legalization, probably have never tried it therefor they can't knock it. This is in no way an admission of indulgence on my part, so don't take it that way. All i'm sayin' is, God put it on this earth. And that makes me believe God has a much better sense of humor than most people give him credit for.

Wanna pull this country out of the shit hole it's in now? Start by considering legalization. Hell, one day the kids who are in diapers now will legalize it. Why delay it?


So, i've not been following the news, and imagine my surprise when I find out there was some sort of satellite crash in space! I read that "they" have warned pilots to be on the lookout for debris falling from the sky. What the fuck? Seriously? It's not like a plane can just swerve out of the way or anything. Just one more reason this chick is scared to death of flying. It was also said that some of that debris will be in orbit for 1,000 years. So, does that mean on any given day in the next 1,000 years, shit could fall out of the sky and do some damage? Yikes.

I've had something in my eye all morning, and it makes me want to scream! I can't find it, i've tried eye drops, blinking a million times...nothing works. Remember in the school science labs, there were the eye washing stations? I would give my right ovary for one right now.

So, I had to take Meg to the doctor last week. She has another UTI. Why does this kid keep getting them? I think it's because she holds in her pee for soooo long until finally going. Poor thing. Anyway, my kid is not at all vocal with strangers. She never has been, she's super shy. But this has all changed, apparently. I'm used to speaking for her in certain instances. Especially at the doctors office. Well, when the nurse came in she asked what was going on and as soon as I went to open my mouth and answer; here comes Meghan butting in and giving the low down.

I was kinda proud, actually.

That's it for today, folks.

Write a blog? I guess, man.

Jeez, everybody and their mama has told me to start a blog. So, here I go..starting one.



What does one say in their very first blog? I asked Clay and he said to stop thinking and just write what's in my head.



But then he said he won't read it, because apparantly he is obligated to listen to my random bullshit and for the love of cheese, don't make him read it too.



Alrighty then.



We are STILL working on the stairs. For those of you who don't know, we have torn down the walls around our stairway. I had this vision of a grand stairway, ya know. All beautiful with actual railings, bannisters and just fucking openness. Well, this weekend project has turned into over a month of work with no end in sight. Like, I swear we will still be doing this shit when Meghan goes off to college.



Give my husband a piece of heavy equipment and he's all over it. Mo-fo knows his junk. But, Clay is no carpenter. He knows this. I know this. Your mama probably knows this. But, anytime I suggest calling in a professional to hold up a light at the end of the wasting-my-weekends tunnel, he gets all shitty. I can do this, he says. Rome wasn't built in a day. Well, I know this. But Rome is a city and these are stairs. I'm pretty damn sure one day was all it took for some sandal wearing Roman dude to built a set of stairs that contributed to the rise of the city.



So, my friend Tracy might be moving from Colorado to DC. I would love that shit because the drive from SC to CO is a long ass 2 day trip. SC to DC? 6 hours. Do you know how far DC is from NYC? 2 hours. Oh the shopping we can do! She should find out from the military people in the next week or so if it's a go, until then I am too anxious to sit still. I've never been to DC! Imagine me all up in the Nation's Capital!

(They gon' mix it with Biggie. It was all a dream, like daaaaamn that's hot. And yes, I just threw my hands up in the air, to the side and did a little shoulder jig. I am stupid tripping so excited!)