My Jacked Up Life

When I woke up this morning Gene was already up with the kids. So, I decided to take this time for myself and picked up a book from my nightstand and started reading. After a few minutes of this AC walked in with my breakfast and The Princess was right behind him with a bag of Ghirardelli chocolates. The only reason the chocolates made it in the room was because she couldn’t open the bag herself. There goes my chocolates.

Gene: What do you want to do today? Take the kids to the park?

Angela: No. I want you to clean the kitchen floor and send the kid’s outside to play.

Gene: What are you going to do?

Angela: Well….first I’m going to read in bed for a bit. Maybe later I’ll make my way to the couch to finish this book.

Gene: That’s it?

Angela: Yep.

So, here I am…..2:30 on a Sunday afternoon that I have wasted on the couch reading a book in a quite house. It’s good to be the Queen.

I think EVERY Sunday should be Mother’s Day.

Happy Mother’s Day, Bitches!!!!!

I just watched a news piece on the flooding in  Nashville. I have to say that am incredibly sorry about what’s going on down there. People have lost everything, some have died.

Nashville is a beautiful city. Gene and I were just down there last October and I had a great time. I loved that it’s a big city with lot’s of historical stuff and just on the heels of the Smoky Mountains.  I’ve been bugging him to take me back.

The best part of visiting a city, to me, is what they have to offer historically. I like to see things and Nashville is full of history. There’s Andrew Jackson’ s place, Civil war battlefields and not to mention, loads of country music history.  Although I wouldn’t say that I’m a country music fan…..don’t get me wrong there are some artists that I really like…. I still had to visit Ryman Auditorium. I’m such a history buff that I almost don’t want to hear what historical pieces that have been lost at Opry Land, country music fan or not.

 There are many famous musicians who are coming out about how they’ve lost everything. Luckily, they’re able to replace their lost posessions, unlike most of the flood victims.

Like this guy…….

This would be country singer, Kenny Chesney. Not only is your tractor sexy Kenny, you’re  really WEARING those mossy oak hip waders….. Sorry lost my train of thought. Now, I would say that I AM a fan of  Kenny’s.  His house is completely under water. GREAT! Now where am I going to stay during my next visit to  the Music City?

In the coming weeks I hope that someone has a benefit for them just like we do for other countrys. Right now, I don’t hear much about the flooding from the media. News about the oil spill and the attempted Times Square bombing seem to be the headliners. It would really piss me off if they don’t do something like they did for Haiti. I don’t understand how we can send so much money to other countrys as aid, but US disasters don’t seem quite as important. Somethin’s not right about that…..on any level.

I know that in the past I’ve had to come on here and say that I haven’t been writing on here as much as I like and made up all kinds of excuses about not having enough time. Well…this time I think my excuse is a little more valid than poor time management.

A couple of months ago I realized that this site was listed as public info on my Facebook page. Meaning that Gene’s ex could have looked me up there and found my webpage. So, for the last few months I’ve been a little leery about writing on here. Heaven forbid, that she mind her own damn buisness and worry about her own boyfriend instead of mine, but whatever. In fact, I almost hope that  not only has  she been on here, but shared the site with her loser boyfriend, I would have written a post about her asking Gene to take her back. For the record…..the begging was pretty pathetic, we had a good laugh over that.

And hey….Mr. Loser Man….that’s not even close to scratching the surface of what you don’t know here. Call me!!!

 But recently, I’ve come to the point of  ‘Screw you’. I don’t care if she has. Granted, I would have preferred that she didn’t, but that’s my own stupid fault for not being more careful about my Facebook page. Lesson learned.  All I can do, from this point on, is not worry about it. 

And I won’t.

So, I’m saying……you can go screw yourself Big Red because Gene won’t ever again. I know for a fact that he would rather chew off his own dinger before he headed down that road again.

Look for more adventures from me. I have a feeling it’s about to get really interesting around here.

Love to you all!!!!

I don’t know about where you live, but it’s starting to get a bit nippy here in St. Louis.

My cousin Paula has the same strange sense of humor that I have.  Sick bitch.

A fellow hockey mom sent this to me and I thought it was hilarious!!!!! But if AC ever did this to me I’d probably smack him.

Hockey Mom

A mother was making a breakfast of fried eggs for her 5^th grade son,

Suddenly the boy bursts into the kitchen and yells “Careful! CAREFUL!!!

Put in some more butter! OH MY GOODNESS!! You’re cooking too many at once.

TOO MANY! Turn them. TURN THEM NOW!”
 
“We need more butter. OH MY GOD! Where are we going to get more butter.

They’re going TO STICK! Careful…CAREFUL! I said be careful!.”
 
“You never listen to me when you’re cooking. NEVER! Turn them! NOW NOW NOW. HURRY UP!”.
 
“Are you CRAZY? Have YOU LOST your MIND? Don’t forget to salt them. SALT THEM! NOW NOW NOW, SALT THEM NOW!!”
“You always salt them TOO LATE! Use the salt. USE THE SALT I SAID!”
 
The mother starred at him for some time and finally asked “What in the hell is wrong with you?

You think I don’t know how to fry a couple of eggs?”
 
The son calmly replied “I just wanted to show you what it feels like when I’m trying to play hockey……”

CRASH THE NET!!!!!

…yeah….that about sums it up…..(the skinny kid in the white jersey on the left is my son, AC)