A Blog That Makes Zero Sense
Oct 11, 2009 All Things Charli, All Things X, Etc., Family, Friday Eye Candy, Parenting, Random, Thoughts and Perceptions, Wicked MOMMY Wisdoms
So much has happened in the past 4 weeks that I don’t even know where to begin.
Yeah, I have blogged. But really the events … the day-to-day have had to be pushed off because I don’t even know what to say about them. I am on a dead run. A different kind of dead run than I was before with school and the old POE. With the old POE, I didn’t do a mufuckin thing for 8 hours. So, what does that mean? Yep. I blogged my Wicked little ass off. I networked and made new friends in the blogosphere. I co-piloted this kick ass website with a kick ass bitch I like to refer to as my Numbah 1.
Now, I actually work. Like, from the minute I get there to the minute I leave and sometimes after. Not that it is a bad thing necessarily … but I miss all of the connections that I have made. I have to figure out how to find balance. Like, it is necessary. It is that or I submit and stop blogging all together. Who wants a blogger who doesn’t comment back to the thoughts the commenter shares on said blog? Not me. Not you. It is rude. I am not rude. Well, I am not rude to people who I like. Usually. Shutup.
I have been having the most random dreams lately.
The other night I had a dream that D had fake tits and I kept motorboating them while giving him a hand job.
A few nights before that I had a dream about a couple of old friends. Friends who are no longer friends. Call it a sore spot or whatever, but regardless they appeared in my dream to reconcile. I don’t really know how I feel about that dream.
Last night I had a dream that I had a pet monkey. It had red lipstick on and kissed me all over my face, leaving red monkey lip prints all over me. Ick. I don’t like monkey kisses.
I think the monkey kissing my face dream was directly caused by my bright idea to mix whiskey in with my nighttime theraflu. I hate them both so I have no idea how I thought that mixing them together would be a good idea.
Also, I pretty much want to fuck every cock that has a pulse right now. What in the fuck is up with that? Is it my *ahem* 30 pound weight loss? Is it that I am 30? Oooh. I didn’t even put the 30 and 30 together. Hmmmm… Maybe my new lucky number is 30. Not 22. Either way, I want to fuck all walks of cock in the world. Not that I will or anything, but I am just saying. I am like an animal. WTF is that about? D knows all about it too. It is no secret. Does he feel threatened? He better not. I only have wet vagina for my man.
For the most part.
Also, I miss the shit out of my kids. More than anyone else that I could possibly miss in the history of missing people. They are so cool. The coolest kids ever. They are so understanding and awesome about all of the crazy dysfunction that happens in our lives. Unmentionable dysfunction. The kind that is acceptable for me to accept but not acceptable for others to accept if that makes sense. (Pull your panties out. I am not talking about any kind of CPS worthy situations. Jesus.) Anyway, my kids get it and I am so excited to get to know them more as they get older.
Xavier is my little skater. He practices his ass off every day to perfect that grind or whatever the fuck the slang is that he uses for skate moves. He eats, breathes, sleeps skateboarding. I love it. He is also a fucking argumentative little shit.
Charli counts to 13. She is 2 and she counts to 13. She talks so great, and is so determined. I swear she is more and more like me every single day. It is fucking scary.
I am such a mom. I get all teary and shit when I think about my kids and how they were born with the awesome gene like I was. I really cannot wait til they are adults. I mean, I am savoring the ages that they are and am excited about the ages they will eventually get to … but I want to travel with them as adults. I want to really know my kids. Whether they hate me or not. Love me or not. I just want to know them.
Lastly, I know I owe you a Friday Eye Candy/YGWM blog. Friday was fucking insanity and I was literally unable to write it. I pinkie swear that it will never happen again. K?
To make it up to you, I have a special treat. A Monday hottie spread like no other. How would you like to be rescued from a burning building by any one or group of these sexy heroes???
You are welcome. Happy Monday!
Name one song that, when you hear it, no matter how hard you try, you can’t get out of your head.
If you could pick only 5 words to describe your life, what would they be?
Tags: count, dream, firefighter, liveitloveit, lucky number, mom, monkey, new job, PQ Nation
October 11th, 2009 at 23:04
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October 11th, 2009 at 23:50
Man, I loves me some hot firefighters…
And also. Based on your dream about motorboating while giving a handjob, I have decided that I am going to convince my future husband to get breast implants. Is that weird? Hehe.
LivingWicked Reply:
October 12th, 2009 at 10:05
It is absolutely not weird. Hehe.
October 12th, 2009 at 01:53
I tend to get lyrics rather then whole songs… I don’t even have to have heard the song recently, my mood just seems to dictate what lyrics and tunes are in my head. I did have one song that stuck and bugged me for 3 whole days once… it was ‘Can’t get you out of my Head’ by Kylie Minogue… I heard the same irritating part over and over in my head for days… the irony was not lost on me..
5 words to describe my life.. I don’t really know… I’ve been feeling a bit lost lately, I don’t know that I can think of 5 positive words at all at the moment to be honest…
LivingWicked Reply:
October 12th, 2009 at 10:06
They don’t have to all be positive. Just name 5. Its okay if you are blue.
Kylie Reply:
October 12th, 2009 at 13:02
5 words to discribe how I feel about my life write now
Lonely Disenchanted Exhausted Worried Restless
October 12th, 2009 at 03:01
*drool*
song is PYT. Shit gets stuck for d.a.y.s.
Smooshy. Hectic. Exciting. Almost Perfect.
LivingWicked Reply:
October 12th, 2009 at 10:06
Me too. On all of that.
October 12th, 2009 at 03:51
Hello, Houston!
Umm… Right! I’m so thrilled that Charli is counting to 13! That is definitely three more awesome than Perrin counting to ten. THAT happened out of nowhere!
And just as random as you, Perrin doesn’t like kissy-face monkeys either. He pointed to that pic and said, “EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWw!”
You want to talk about songs that won’t leave? Try having sex while replaying the Goofy Goober Theme Song again and again! That is so not serious fucking!
LivingWicked Reply:
October 12th, 2009 at 10:08
Hello Houston is right!
The 13 happened out of nowhere too. She just started counting and kept going … 8 …. 9 …. 10 ….. 11 …. uhhhh …. 12 ….. uhhhh …. 13 uhhhhh 13 uhhhhh 12 uhhhhh 13!
LMAO @ Perrin and Goofy Goober during sex. HA HA HA.
October 12th, 2009 at 05:32
I can’t think of one single song that stands out but the formula seems to be that as the irritability of a song increases so do the odds of it sticking in my brain for days. My brain is almost always going though, so fortunately it doesn’t pause long enough to notice the song most of the time.
Not what I was expecting.
LivingWicked Reply:
October 12th, 2009 at 10:08
In a good way or a bad way?
April Reply:
October 12th, 2009 at 10:20
Both, actually. My outlook on life isn’t great at the moment so it’s so much easier to see the crap I wasn’t expecting but I’m trying hard to remember the good stuff too.
I hate my life right now so probably not a good day to be answering this question. But there you go.
Ah hell now I done brought the gloom.
October 12th, 2009 at 06:02
Um… pretty sure I would set myself of fire, just to get one of these guys to save me… just saying!
LivingWicked Reply:
October 12th, 2009 at 10:09
LOL!!!!!!!!!
(metoo)
October 12th, 2009 at 07:33
I have had issues with my blog still, but I do plan on writing frequently but, like you, I have been busy. I’m curious about what’s going on lately, I miss you, and I hope you find balance.
I am holding on here with mine, waiting for it to stop the spiral of madness and chaos that is the life that we live. I suppose everyone deals with chaos.
Are you doing well at work?
LivingWicked Reply:
October 12th, 2009 at 10:10
Everyone does deal with a bit of chaos. I will fill you in privately.
I am trying. But I am distracted and need to knock it off.
October 12th, 2009 at 12:06
love the firefigher eye candy.. i just happen to be watching Frequency right now.lol.
crazy, hectic, lonely, frustrating,… are my five words.. well…4.lol.
every time i hear Mariah’s new song Obsessed, it gets stuck in my head for awhile…lol.
October 13th, 2009 at 04:26
Name one song that, when you hear it, no matter how hard you try, you can’t get out of your head. Any of the songs from the Sound of Music soundtrack, but I like them , so it doesn’t matter….there is another one especially, but I’m giving YOU that kind of ammo
If you could pick only 5 words to describe your life, what would they be? my ENTIRE life, or just my life right now? because the 5 words would change, depending…..
October 13th, 2009 at 13:53
I’m not thinking about catchy songs, because then one will get stuck in my head.
Now, five words that describe me? Off the top of my head we have…
1. quiet
2. considerate
3. happy
4. adoring
5. boring
I’m happy with my five words.
October 13th, 2009 at 22:43
Ethan has been singing the Ghostbusters theme song lately. And this catchy little tune from his class to help them learn/remember the alphabet. “Oso, oso, o o o. Avion, avion, ah ah ah. Iman, iman, ee, ee, ee.” And so on and so on. Yes, I sing the spanish alphabet in my head all day at work.