Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Again With the Humping of Legs...Will It Ever End?

In a word? No. Not in a million years. Or at least not for as long as I'm on this planet, swilling beers. Or folic acid. Potayto, potahto. Kylei, you are TOO damned sweet. Fer real. Just in case inquiring minds want to know, Kylei nominated me as an inspirational blogger. One who says 'fuck' a lot. Heh heh. Kidding. About the 'fuck' part, at least. Anywho, you can find her nomination over yonder. The post she was referring to in the comments is right here. I kind of dig it, too, to be honest. There are some choice naughty words therein that I'm rather proud to have strung together.

Thing is, when ya'll give me props about the stuff I write here, it kind of, I don't know, makes me want to hump your leg. Which isn't all that unusual, sure, given my penchant for humping the legs of those I adore. But it's a compliment nonetheless. Most of the time I feel like just sum beetch with a screwed up uterus who can't manage to shut the hell up about it. Forever and ever, amen. But when I learn that these little rants and goofy dialogues actually mean something to people sometimes, at least maybe something good is coming out of it. As much as I'd like something good to come out of my CERVIX or a big incision in my tummy, hell, I'm not picky, I'll take just about anything good these days. Shit, I don't care if something good comes out of a damn beak (HELLO, STORKS! The hell? Where are you? Just wondering, 'cause the parenting skillz? I am willing to acquire them.)

At any rate, welcome to those of you venturing over here via Club Mom. WARNING: Sometimes I write about my husband's flatulance. And our ridiculous conversations. Mostly when I want to be a member of your club so badly, I can't bring myself to be all introspective about it.

9 Leg Humps:

Kylei said...

ahhh I am not sweet don't confuse yourself - those mommies just need a taste of the real world :)

Lisa said...

congrats on the nomination! Much deserved if you ask me! Which you didn't. But its still true.

Rainypete said...

Flatulence is a big part of parenthood. Hubby is just training you to be ready for the occasional gunshots from your future wee'un's backside.

RisibleGirl said...

I'm baa-aaaccck!

I think you TOTALLY deserve this nomination because you are one of my very most favorite reads. Even when I'm too busy to read blogs, I *always* find time to read yours (even if I don't have time to comment).

Debi said...

wait! Dammit I only came here today to read about Zube boy's flatulance!!! I need my fix and I feel cheated today!

Gratz on Your nomination!

Rich | Championable said...

But, but, I COME here because of your husband's flatulence!

adjunky said...

You are already starting to acquire those skill sets - every good mom should know how to artfully string together cuss words. ;-)

PaintingChef said...

OH! Look at you getting all big and famous. I'm all proud and choked up now.

Seriously though, that's great sweetie. You deserve it. SOME of us have known forever and ever amen that you kind of kick more than a little ass.

Bonanza Jellybean said...

How cool! I feel priviledged to be your little bitchling. :)

And husbands think flatulence is inspirational.

 

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