Jordan is SAFE!!!

Kim's newest post tells us the good news. YAY!!!

Child in Danger!

Read this on Kim's blog.....Now you MUST read it, too!!

No messin' around...get your ass over there and let's do what we can to find Kim's grand baby!

I'm Alive....I think!

I just posted a long ass post over on the Yay-Yays....rather than reposting it here....just click here and you can catch up on my news.

So, I'm alive....tired....and at the moment starving. Thursdays will probably be the best day for me to post and catch up on all y'alls posts on your blogs. So, mark your calendars to stop by here on Thursdays.....I'm sure you won't want to miss out on any of my exciting news. Hey! We can dream....can't we?

Stupid Bastard!

I don't know if Scott will think this is a good post, or not....and really, I'm too tired to give a rat's bum. But, I do have a sense of "duty" when it comes to keeping my bluds informed, entertained, and a tad less bored with the mundaneness we all call life. (Is mundaneness even a word? Who really cares?)

So, I'm slowly reading Kim's latest post....it's hard to focus on a computer screen after staring at one 8 hours a day for the last zillion days......anyway, as I'm reading her post she reminded me of my 4 year break from sanity....aka: my relationship with my ex.

This man has to be the stupidest person on the planet....even if he did think the planet's name was World. There are soooo many stupid ex stories that come bubbling up from the depths of my bowels as I start thinking about the depths of his stupidity....maybe I should go poop before I get impacted. I'm too tired to poop....unless someone wants to do the grunting and pushing for me.....I didn't think so. Y'all are just a bunch of clear bowel friends, aren't ya!?!?

Back to the ex. My ex loved hurting himself. For real, not a joke. He didn't enjoy the pain, just the bandages. A cast was the ultimate for him...good times! This stupid asshat would limp when he had a bandage or a cast....and I'm not talking about on his legs or feet...nope...he limped when he slugged the wall and broke his pinkie! You would have thought he broke his ankle the way he was limping around! What a moron. He limped into work with his hand in a cast and as people would ask him what happened he would tell them he hit the wall....they would wait to hear what happened to his leg and the story was already long over.......they just looked at him blankly....realizing what I already knew: if stupidity was a sport....he'd be a gold-medal wearing olympian! Every judge would give the waste-of-oxygen an 11!

Extreme Stupidity....I wouldn't be one bit surprised to read that as his diagnosis on a medical chart. Talk about a dumb ass!

Giggles Needed!!

Life has been such a bowl of cherry pits this week. My cure for the pits? Laughter! Ok, to be 100% honest...laughter while snarfing on major amounts of chocolate. For those of you who are highly concerned about my well-being: I'm well stocked with chocolate. My laughter-barrel is dry with a nasty echo.

In my email I received a funny from one of my funniest friends.....Of course, I have to share it with y'all!

A study conducted by UCLA's Department of Psychiartry has revealed that the kind of face a woman finds attractive on a man can differ depending on where she is in her menstrual cycle.
For example: If she is ovulating, she is attracted to men with rugged and masculine features. However, if she is menstruating, or menopausal, she tends to be more attracted to a man with scissors lodged in his temple and a bat jammed up his ass, while he is on fire.
Further studies are expected.

That gave me about a 1/2 minute chuckle....I still have 23 hours & 59 minutes to fill. HELP!!!

Fly Away

Tibby Bird flew home to heaven around 12:10 this afternoon. He allowed me the honor of holding him while he passed away....his broken wing is no longer keeping him earthbound. I sang, "Someday I'll Fly Away" as he tried on his angel wings. I'm so thankful that I was here with him when he died. I usually leave for work at noon....as I passed his cage he was laying on his left side. I held him in his na-night towel & rubbed his little head....His eye is on the sparrow, I'm just grateful that He allowed me the privilege of loving little Tibby. See you over the rainbow bridge Tib-Tib.