F-f-f-foolin

So while I was off preparing for a wedding, eating out nightly, and basking in the glow of the kids staying at Mr shakys moms house for a few nights..My laundry room here at home got flooded. My mother did a load of wash and holy shit, all the water ended up on my floor. If u will recall , this very time last year it happened, only it extended out into the parts with carpeting, like the spare room, the living room..blah, blah, blah..We had to have some professionals come in to clean, and call the insurance company...It was not pretty......

And both times it was due to over grown tree roots in the line. NOTE TO SELF..Every Halloween get the pipes snaked out or u have to replace shit...And replacing shit aint no fun.


I also forgot to mention that my sister...the one who has had social services called on her, the one who cant clean a house, the one who locks her kid in his room and gives her son adult doses of Aderal and ritlin, had another baby..YEE HAW..That makes three poor lil buggers who will have the shittyiest life possible..GO BOSSY'S SISTER.

Her creepy as$ hubby had a vastectomy, but she is hoping it did not take cuz she says it is stupid to have an odd number of kids. Holy shit, am I odd for knowing when to stop? Am I odd for knowing that raising three kids is too much damn work? People who plop out 3,4 and 5 kids are stupid. Who needs that many damn kids?..Tell me please!..Unless u can afford them, which means no welfare or that WIC program, don't have any more kids, cuz shit, I hate paying for my own kids, and don't really wanna support yours....IM just sayin.

Now I know people are on WIC, and that's cool...I know some people need extra help, but when u KNOW u cant afford it, and keep having kids..That pisses bossy off.

Anyway, now that I have offend everyone...On to more pics..

I saw this somewhere in the middle of no where. I told Mr Shaky to make a U-ie so I could take a pic of this..Its totally worth the back track..

If u cant read the sign, it says " Worlds largest Soup Kettle"





















Now I could fit a lot of Broccoli and Cheese soup in dat ole kettle there....


Ok, now this is a big bear or something I saw...

























No need to adjust your sets, its not a real bear....Rather a huge wood one....And this is right across the street from it..






















It appears to be a rather large man with an axe...A VERY large man indeed.



Here are some of us in the van on the drive..This is Mr Shaky pretending not to notice that I am photographing him driving..



















This is Boo...Anytime she sees the camera, she says cheese..So I thought "what the hell"





















Here is me.........I am thinking about dropping off one of them with that very large man..
























And this is me trying to show u how packed my van was...But as I see now, it really aint that good of a shot...Oh well, it would of been embarrassing anyway.
















This is the sign I was waiting 16 hours to see..





















This is a sign just before we have to drive thru the tunnel in the city...

I had wondered if Boo farting thru her mouth qualified as hazardous material.



















This is just a pic of home sweet home.....I aint leavin home again...Unless I am chasing an aging rock band, going on vacation with no kids, going to pick up money that someone has given me, or to audtion for American Idol, and I am too old to do that, so chances are I wont be doing that.





















And this concludes our test of " bossy leaving home"

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Oh by weeks end I may have a full time job.....Wont that be sweet?...That is full 8 hours daily that I don't need to see a child that I birthed.

sweet..


You dont realize how much u need time away from them until u go on a road trip with them. I swear to God and all his cohorts that everytime we took Boo into a place to piddle or poo she had to announce to eveyrone within ear shot what she was doing..

" i gotta go pee-pee"

or

" i gotta poop"

and I would take the three of us gals into the bathroom and when I peed, Boo would tell me " good job momma" your doing it."

I need that kind of encourgament on a daily basis.

Bee Real