Ok, I know I said I was not posting again till Monday, but I do have a rant/slash observation. Now this might get lengthy, (and i HATE reading long ones, in fact, I don't/wont..so I don't expect any of u jack off;s to stay much past the second paragraph) but i do promise to cover a few topics and keep u at a steady level of amusement, if that helps any..
First up, I am thinking about taking the TV away from the kids. No TV.No video games. No free babysitter. No devil box keeping Boo occupied while I nap on the couch.
I feel as though it is sort of taking over. I don't want to be one of those parents whom rely on it souly for getting the fu*king kids out of your fu*king face. I would rather just tell them to get the hell out of my fu*king face or hand them some kitchen knives, or throw them the car keys and tell them to go have fun, but make sure u fill it up before you bring it back to mommy.
So, I am trying to think of ideas to entertain them when they are all home. I don't know...I was thinking about some sort of wood carving or scrap metal assembly, or jigsaw puzzles...Not sure yet.
I watch way to much kids TV for a soon to be 32 year old woman. When I am googling Robbie Rotten to see what he looks like with NO make up, that's shear desperation there...If your curious, this is what he looks like WITH make up...
Enough to give any tot nightmares..right?
But this is him without the get-up
I know, wipe the drool from your mouth you Mommy's who thought he looked like Jay Lenos evil twin...he is pretty damn sweet huh...
As we know I have drooling fantasies about this guy..
he has nice form, good definition, and his body aint too bad either..he can do the splits, back flips, and can jump super high and flip mid air... PLUS he has an accent..U can take the ugliest of humans, give them an accent, and holy shit, they are totally reformed.
This is him without the jumpsuit..
Don't get me wrong, he is a hottie...But I prefer the jumpsuit.
So these are my main inspirations of wanting to get rid of the television. When me and my three year old are fighting over who Sportacus's girlfriend is, you know you have a problem.
Hello. My name is Bossy,and I am a Noggin addict. I am addicted to the handsome fellas who parade themselves innocently in front my TV, thinking its all harmless and educational.
Well its educational alright...
Why is it that some people feel the need to birth out lots of kids? I know some folks whom are going on their 5th or more child, yet are getting help from welfare. WHY??
Stop producing like a damn rabbit. If you cant afford it, I don't much care to raise the kids for you...I would rather my tax money go to helping sick puppies, ridding the world of flies, or helping preserve the lions. Not to help u get free baby formula so u can buy your smokes and you Frito lays.
Go ahead and send all bashing comments to email@example.com
its one thing if you fall on hard times, and need help...that's what it is there for, but when its your main source of income, and you think just because you can get free shit doesn't mean u can squeeze all sorts of babies out your hoo-haa.
Sorry dudes...get on the damn pill, or go get fixed..
Dogs and cats have fairly normal lives after they are spayed and neutered...Give it a go people.
My male dog still liked humping my leg...it will be OK. I am just tired of paying for your kids.
I am getting a new purse. A blog friend of mine, well we are in talks of a purse making extravaganza. I saw a purse she made...LOVED it, and am begging her to make me one.
With the cost of the supplies and her time, it might set me back about 145.00, but its gonna be a birthday gift to myself.
Thats what happens when you get old and are married for more then six months, you have to resort to buying your own gifts.
Its a hard fact of life people, get over it.
Can any of you top the day I had Thursday?
First off, I have a snotty nose, hacking couch and pain when inhaling.
I then, get a raw nose from the vigorous , yet effective wiping.
Then I get a feeling of the urge and need to vomit. I head to the bathroom, lift the seat and out it blows.
To top it off, I was already dressed for work and in the process and force of my barfing, I had pee running down my leg.
I change my clothes, and make camp on the sofa while Boo in mesmerized by Jacks Big Music show. I then quickly have to get up and vomit...and once again, wet myself.
I am not proud of it. But when you are forcefully purging, it all kinda rolls out..
So, I had to change pants yet again..
So if I seem a little out of sorts, its because I am dehydrated and lacking sleep, and also having trouble breathing out my nose.
So sue me.
Which reminds me, I need to start a load of laundry.