*warning...this was posted by TheAudOne...for some reason I logged in and I guess it didnt go and it kept brian on LOL poor fool...makes the story that much more funny if you think its him talking the whole time*

I’m home YIPPY! I don’t know who cares but yeah I am home sweet home now *inhales the fresh air…then coughs taking in a deep whiff of cat litter that hubby conveniently forgot to change while I was away *

Made the 3 hour drive with my toddler across the state...if you haven’t traveled across your state taking the back roads with all the truckers with a toddler then you haven’t lived…or shaven a few years off your life. I’ve decided I want a bumper-sticker that reads “Don’t ride my ass unless your going to buy me dinner after”

I actually love driving long distance on country roads…anyone else? Maybe its because I have this weird thing for large trucks and there drivers (who I wave at and offer food and drinks at red lights…not alone mind you!) and because I love working on the tan I have on the left side of my body * shrugs * or because I love having my windows down hair in my face screaming along to every station that fades into hearing range on the radio…I got stuck with Mariah Carry and then some Spanish channel …I was appropriately worried about my sanity for 3 miles. I’m one of those people you see in there car so far into the song watching them is the equivalent of looking at the sun…you know you shouldn’t but its to damn amazing not to…then after you don’t know if you should tell anyone what you saw or not.

I used to get way into music…dragging helpless fools with there windows down at red lights into it with me…generally people were happy to see me smiling and singing to them…thinking “aw poor crazy girl” I still do this but am safer being I’m a mother…taking advantage of toddler years where she hasn’t learned embarrassment yet… I’m hoping she becomes a music lover… so far she is and said “mama make the na na na na come back” (referring to the song that goes “Hey mister I really like your daughter”) not a song she should like…but one I cant help but love myself…that is until she starts dating… which is never!!! I get to crazy with songs like “Animal” by Nickel Back…ok anything they write gets me fired up…Some great Buck Cherry songs (we know the ones) and other overly raunchy make your grandma (unless she is mine) blush songs…but then found myself pulling into “Mel’s Bait and Tackle” at 90 or nothing located next to the dirt farm screaming “Hey hey you you I don’t like your girlfriend” and getting the appropriate “what the hell are you doing here” looks as a tattood bare foot baby slinging punk girl gets out of her car in hillbilly nation Florida. But I is home now...tucked safely into my rural neighborhood where no one knows I’m the town freak yet…out of the comfort of my car where I can feel the wind in my hair as I flash back to my rock star days that went by to fast…I’m now feeling the fan blow my hair as I sing along to Dora…I take what I can get…



OK I think I’m done…for some reason it feels like I’m writing some paper for parents magazine…LOL. Any who I am back…and soon will get my picture’s up of the toddler vs. the knife… guess who won? That’s another tragic story I will save until then * blows you all a kiss*