Look Out For Dirty Old Men At The Y.M.C.A.
I know that I haven't posted in a while. I've been ill. I managed to take enough Ibuprofen to eat away at the lining of my stomach and probably cause an ulcer. (and I'm the pharmacy gal) You'd think that I'd know better. My cramps were just sooo damn bad that I took (what I thought was the daily dose) entirely too many. I've not taken an Ibuprofen since last thurs. I did take Tylenol yesterday and today b/c I had a migraine from hell and the doctor said that I could take that. My headache has kinda gone away. Away enough for me to be here typing at the Precious.

I have not been to work in a week I feel like I've been isolated for a week. I mean, I've had Alice come by and,PS, of course, mom and dad. I just feel like a couch potato. Hell, I was in sooo much pain this past weekend that PS didn't want to go to Memphis on Friday, so he stayed until sat. So sweet! Love him, I'm telling you, once you find someone that loves you enough that they would kill you if necessary, you have found a true friend. Anyway, I'm ready to get back to work. I'm just going in tomorrow at 5pm and say "Heeey!" Give me all of your money!

I know that in recent post I've blabbed and blabbed about having children or even finding someone to live happily ever after with. I've just come to the conclusion that the fairy tale is BULL SHIT! I had the perfect guy once, but he got away. That doesn't mean that there are no children in my future. I want a Minnie-me. I want an evil little girl that will give me more shit than I EVER gave my mom. I can't wait. Until that day comes, I'll just spoil the hell out of Miss Tigger. Which, I'm really not too sure on what else I can do to make her life any more fabulous!

Scoop the Poop, did it today!!!
  ¶ 7:51 PM