Missing

The person that usually posts here - inventory at work week - argh. Soon to return and boggle your blogging mind - ok - those are pretty high and lofty goals. Since I only have a few minutes before they drag me down to H E double toothpicks I will leave my thoughts - randomly - and in no particular order...

Michael Jackson - was buried without his brain. He lived the last part of his life without it too.

Lindsay Lohan - you're next please.

It's hot.

I miss my Missionary Man - he's growing hair on his chest with every adventure. Lately, there's been a few. But don't worry - the lightening is searing it off at every chance it can.

I'm declaring a public ban on Fast and Testimony Meetings - it's not a public forum to assassinate your child in public or justify why you don't do something - pleazzze people - yikes.

It's hot.

I have not even downloaded my pictures from the 4th of July - and my kids have already posted their pictures from the 24th of July and it's only the 7th of July.

My dad will be 80 on the 10th - that's a heck of a long time to live - I love that the only words he can say are swear words and we have to give him gum to keep him quiet. I love my dad.

I love my grandson.

I love my kids.

I love my in law kids.

I love my new workbench - so does dad.

My kids have been banned from using the workbench.

Mandy's short hair is cute.

Bethany's eyelashes are 'big' - I say they are long, but little kids call them big.

Mike is now hairless ):

Matt laughs like Uncle Stan hee hee hee hee

Karin and Keith ROCK and I love em.

Ryan M is a Brats Man with hot mustard - and he loves that Manda girl

Ashley's blog pictures are amazing - you are hotata.com

I need chips and salsa

I'm bad, I'm bad, cha know it....
I'm looking at the man in the mirror (even though I'm a girl)
Billy Jean is not my lover
It's going to be a Thriller night....

I hate whacking apple tree branches because the neighbors dogs eat them and throw up - I could throw pictures of Lindsay Lohan over the fence - that's something to make you throw up!

I love dead mice laying next to the slightly nibbled cheese, and a bloody trap, fatigue, fatigue, fatigue.......

I need to get on the Harley and eat some bugs

I like traffic lights, only when they're green

Schloppy Joes for dinner tomorrow

I hate when I really don't have a good blog to post and I have to use a substitution - it's like not having real butter on popcorn, or something like that, shiny bright lights, oh look a kitty.

Harry Pothead 17th

Scheorry... cya

Blog picture - to be inserted here - wait, I don't have one. Wait I do....

Yep - you're next