i’ve decided to get a little more “me” on the blog…sure i try to be positive a lot but i also have little “a-hole” thoughts that float around in my head…and i’ve spent the last few years trying to keep them smothered!
i have been writing a lot the last few days and have found total peace in it! i just love it! keep in mind, i always write….but sometimes i don’t want to write about unicorns farting rainbows and skipping through fields of daisies…
i think when it comes down to it…i just want to be able to cuss more and talk about balls and mensies and boogers and poop and all things gross (because deep down, i kinda like those things)
the other day, i overheard this in a conversation between two women
“i just need to talk my husband into letting me buy this…”
i’m usually not an eavesdropper but WHAT I REALLY WANTED TO SAY WAS….
hey lady, grow some balls, go to the mall…enter a store….walk in and find a really cute purse…..don’t consult your husband and buy it and then carefully place his balls in there”
not that i’m not all about consulting your husband for major purchases or life changing decisions..but there are times you just need to put your bitch hat on and make your move!
mom and i have this persona of
being having to be positive and happy
well, you know what? mom is 95% of the time…I’M NOT
in fact, do you know they always tease me for being the bitch in the family?
i own it, i can be a bitch, i have no problem speaking my mind, getting what i want, standing by my passions, i hate people who play the victim, i can’t stand drama and negativity, i love the f word, people with no personality scare the shit out of me, facebook posts that display how fricking awesome you are for doing something good for a stranger drive me insane, as do people who post vague status updates asking for sympathy, i tend to be antisocial and being in situations where i don’t know people well and have to carry on a conversation makes me have the screaming meemies, close minded people are ass hat backward in my opinion, but you know what…i deal with it…i don’t let it control me, nor do i dwell on those things or have time for those things
yes, we all have battles,
but you don’t have to be a creepy little ass puppet and be like everyone else!
i believe we all have a choice in life…we all have the freedom to make things better. we always tell gracie “BE A VICTIM OR BE A HERO! THE CHOICE IS YOURS TO MAKE”
someday, i may even tell her~ BE A HERO WITH AN AWESOME BITCH HAT AND SPORT A MAN BALL PURSE!
when i told mom and dad about this post, they said four little words to me~
and then they said
“maybe if you get it out on the blog,
not only did i get permission from mom and dad to be a little more “colorful”, my mom made me my very own bitch hat!!!!
and i’m kinda lovin’ it!
*disclaimer…my husband’s balls aren’t really in my purse…nor is he kenneled or beaten by me….he just let’s me have my way…
SHIT….i promised him i would guarantee everyone who reads this that he isn’t a weak man….because he said to me “honey, do you know how weak you made me look in that blog post?”
so , let’s do this….
my husband is
so completely in love with his wife that he lets her always have everything she wants
DOUBLE SHIT…this is harder than it looks…
you can have your balls back…but i’m keeping my hat!