Stick It, Tuesday!

At last, I've have found the time to come back for my favorite day of the week--Stick It, Tuesday.  I can't believe it's already been two weeks since my last post.  The holidays, school, sports, work....Everything seems to just suck the gotdamned life outta me!

But alas, I am here.  I see I've lost a few followers due to being a complete slacker, *sigh.  Oh well, maybe they'll come back after a few brilliant posts from me.  With The Season upon us, I'm sure I'll have plenty of drunken family tales to tell.  Think Christmas Vacation.  I believe that story is based on my family.  Seriously.

So, let us begin the joviality!

So, those are my quickies for today.  Have fun and go visit Supah..  While you're at it, pay attention to my girls Barefoot Dreamer, the Ex Hot Girl, Martie, and Ciara because they are all smart, sexy, beautiful women that I love.  And if you want to visit the smartest, sexiest men visit Hot Dads and read some Southern Sage, Trooper Thorn and Tent Camper.  You will never regret visiting....

How to Embarass Your Teens, Take II

I've written a couple of posts about embarassing my sons.  This time, it was a mutual embarassment....

Due to the hours The Man and I work, the teens help out around the house a lot. They vacuum, dishes, feed the crew, take care of Little Man, things like that.  When it comes to the laundry, I only allow Oldest Son to wash it.  Usually, I'll throw it in then the boys fold it.  When it comes to my personal items, those are usually sorted out and washed seperately.  HOWEVER, some of them get thrown in with the regular clothes every now and then.

In these rare instances, the directions are to just leave them in the clothes basket.  They don't get folded or handled by my kids.  This was after a few embarassing looks and kind of "ewww" faces of my teens.

One afternoon recently, I saw a commercial for thongs at Old Navy.  The shoes--flip flips, whatever.  They are back to calling them thongs.  I'm waiting for Victoria's Secret to start calling thongs what they are:  Ass floss. 

So the commercial was, "Buy five pairs for $5!"  I call to the husband, "Honey!  I'm going to Old Navy!  They've got thongs on sale five for five dollars!  Woohoo!"

It was at this moment my prodigal oldest son walks in.  His jaw drops, he looks at me and says.....

"Jesus, Mom.  Bad enough I have to fold them.  I really didn't need to know where you buy them..."

*Sigh....I didn't even have time to explain it was the shoes.....

Stick It, Tuesday!

I love Stick It, Tuesdays!  Paying tribute to all those near and dear with little love notes--NOT!  This week, I'd love to pretend that all the animals in and out of my house could read.  If they could, this is what I would say:

And for the biggest animal in my house, you know I love you but......

I hope you smiled at least once during this post.  I've been so busy with work, school and sports it seems that I only have time for one or two a week!  Please be patient, two of the three are coming to an end soon.  I'll be back in all my blonde, fucked up glory.  Now go....Go pay attention to Chief. Supah, and my girls

Martie and Ciara.  They are four of my favorites chicks in Blogworld and probably real life too...

Freakin' Friday!!!

Hey!!  It's Friday and it's Halloween weekend!  Yay!!  As I'm writing a guest post for the Barefoot Dreamer today, I'm just going to put a joke up that gave me a hearty laugh this morning:

Ahhh, the wisdom of youth....

Have a great Halloween!  I know mine will be full of football, trick or treating and drunken debauchery at a costume party tomorrow night!  You'll hear about it Sunday, I'm sure..

Janie