I hate myself for loving you

Well I am back for a while. I know it was a short break, but hey, Bossy got her laptop fixed..That is big news..

I worked all weekend, I closed. I hate that. I hate people who look at clothes and then don't put them back..Because at the end of the night, I have to do it, you lazy sucker.

And if you are buying your wife a 200 dollar ring, go back in the health and beauty aisle and buy yourself a damn toothbrush. I saw more plaque caked on this mans teeth then there was in Bill Clinton,s arteries. Not pretty..

My Boo Bee has resorted to the "damn it" anytime something goes wrong. I try to punish her. But I just laugh. I tell her " don't say damn it"

She says " no momma, damn it"

Ok, ya got me there Boo, when you say it , it makes so much more sense.

Funny thing is she uses it at the appropriate times. So how can you fault her. She stubbed her toe the other day, she says " owe, damn it"..

Yup, momma woulda said it too.

Mr shaky Pants is not impressed with either one of us.

But who the hell cares?

we are ladies just trying to make it by in mans world.

Or practicing for our impending jail time, or naval career.

Bossy has a mouth like a sailor. Damn it.


I started a new blog for the dreams I am inturpting. the address is www.whatthedreamsmean.blogspot.com

if you want to submit a dream and let me disect it, go there and leave it in the comment section.

hope ya'll had a great Mothers day.

Bee Real

(sorry this is so lame, i am out of sorts. too giddy about my laptop working..cant think about anything else..MUST. GO. SEE.MY. LAPTOP. MUST KISS HER. BRAID HER HAIR...just tell her I love her)