Spread the Delusion...I mean Love
Ever wake up and instinctively know that the day is going to be filled with sunshine and roses? Welcome to my world. Of course, it helped that I woke up with my nose buried in my husband's smelly armpits for the first time in weeks and my dog snuggled firmly at my back side.Life is good.
So in lieu of a real post, I am just offering up my simple thanks for all of you who stumbled upon me, offered your support, your friendship and your advice. And let's not forget those of you who sink to my level and leave me dirty comments. You are folks after my own heart.
Anything to get some color into the ole mother-in-law's cheeks. She can be awful pale sometimes. And I am all about public service.
Snicker, snicker.
Because I am a shameless hussy (at least that's what my darling Boo kept telling me in the wee small hours of the night), I'd like to remind all of you that today is the last day to vote for the nominees in the Share the Love Blog Awards, for which we all know I am up for the Most Inspirational blog award.Still giggling over that.
So if you find yourself at odds around the bloggy sphere and feel like checking out some great blogs (some greater than others...hello...inspirational...heehee), go on over and give it a click.
You won't regret it. I promise.
And a big bloggy hug to all of you who somewhat delusionally voted for me. I love ya. Even if you are quackers.
posted by Redneck Mommy at 11:09 a.m.
10 Comments:
Look atcha. The minute your husband comes home you turn to mush. All huggin' and lovin' on your computer. Psshhha. Weirdo.
There is no sunshine and roses here my friend. We have snow, and sleet and wind. It's like living in freakin' Canada or somethin.
So, T, happy Valentine's Day to you and hubby. May you get all the lovin' you want and need while he's home, smelly pits and all. (I just read that women get really, really turned on by the smell of men's sweat. Does that ever happen to you?)
At least someones gettin some around here! Yay for Boo, and sappiness suits you, you hussy!
Poor Nixon is now gonna be the third wheel ;)
I just found you and I think you are quite hysterical (or delusional — however you want to put it). Just seeing that huge illustration at the top of the page makes me laugh and feel like I'm about to read some soft porn. And anyone who describes herself as a hussy (and is backed by her husband) gets my vote!
So the Boo is back! Just in time for Valentine's Day, too (everyone say 'awwwww' !)
Yaaaaay! Your husband made it home!!! :)
Carrie
Yay for T and Boo. Yay for love. Yay for sharing the love.
Who does not find discussions of "hummers," crazy relatives and messing with childrens' minds inspirational??
Enjoy the Costco sized portion of Valentine's pickles darling. You deserve it.
Oh sure, the husband returns and you phone in a post. You kick us aside in exchange for what? Sex? Sure, it's probably dirty, hairy, monkey sex, but still... I feel used. Hussy.
Just make sure you make Nixon leave the room. You don't want to give the little animal any ideas.
Smelly armpits...it IS Valetine's Day! Glad Boo made it home in time to deliver the treats you so badly needed. Of course, we expect a full report with photos. Please!?!?!
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