Fuckin A!

Ok. So here it is. Fucking shit!!!! She fucking did it! We just joked about this today while we were playing on the computer…and the children were…where were they? Hmmm, doing something. Relax, I’m just kidding! The kids were fed, happy, safe, and playing nicely. Now, I wanted to name it “Moms Who Say FUCK,” but C thought it might not be appropriate. So just a warning, I will be saying fuck…a fucking lot. So, if this should make you uncomfortable, you might want to skip my “blogs”. I will be pulling out “Deadwood”-type numbers at times.

To celebrate the moment, I decided to open a bottle of Corona Light for the occasion, “My First Blog Entry.” However, when I went to get the lime to add to this refreshing beverage, I realized that there was no lime. A Corona without a lime? So, I went for the lemon instead. I was thinking,” Be positive. When you can’t find a lime, be happy with a lemon.” This is how I have decided to live my life…positively, even if I have to settle for lemons. Feeling positive and proud to not let my lime-less Corona get me down, I reached into the baggie of lemon wedges…and found…mold. Fucking white and green mold! Son-of-a-bitch. Guess that sums up how my life has been going these days. Life’s getting you down, you pick yourself up, thinking positively, feeling strong, feeling good…then BAM fucking mold. Now I guess you can tell by this point that I am the more…negative…more direct one. I was about to say “rough-around-the-edges” one, but I remembered that C has a tramp tag above her ass, so I guess I might not win that one.

Back to the lemon, you will be happy to know that I did NOT let it get me down. My MacGyver sense took over. I found freshly squeezed lemon juice in the fridge and FUCKIN-A. Corona Light with a hint of lemon, delicious.

Now here I am. I have already had half a beer, which for me is equivalent to about 3 to the average person. Feeling good, feeling calm. As for introducing ourselves, we are both moms. We both work part-time, which means not only do we have the work load of stay-at-home moms, but we also have the work load of part-time jobs. Hence, the need to swear, drink beer, and apparently spend time on the computer. Because, we have that extra down time to spend blogging.

Well, my cheeks are officially tingly and a bit numb, which means I’m “happy.” My beer is done and I’m going to bed. Thank you, C, for creating this for us. I’m so lucky that I met you and thank God for that tramp tag! If I didn’t see you all covered in tattoos, I probably would have thought that you were just another boring stay-at-home mom. Instead you ended up being one of my dearest friends. You’re my lemon, but not moldy!

Song Suggestion for the day: Led Zeppelin's "The Lemon Song" from Led Zeppelin II. Fan-fuckin-tastic
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RGFO128AmQg to listen to song. Mmmm.


~G