F you Friday

F you to the slap in the face (litterly) I got tonight from the person that I had a GREAT day with. The person that made me proud to do my job as a mom. The person I wake for, feed, dance with, sing with, read too, dress, bathe, and the other zillion things I do for you. Only to have you slap me because you don't want to go to bed? Fuck that.

F you to the diaper makers. Or the dick wagons who price them. I KNOW it can't cost you $20 a box. Or even remotely close to it. But for some fucking reason I need to shell out a SHIT load of money just to cover my kids asses. Fuck that.

F you to the douche bag that spamed my email address. I am STILL getting magazine subscription in the mail. I do enjoy the free ones until I need to AGAIN "return to sender, did not request" sometimes 6 invoices a day. Fuck that.

F you to my *retarded* cousin. Nope not really mentally challenged. But when you are pissed off at your EX girlfriend/baby mamma, the right thing to do is NOT to go get piss drunk at 2 in the afternoon, drive your car into her BOYFRIENDS car, leave, come back then drive the car INTO THE HOUSE. But it gets better, you then wait for the now PISSED off boyfriend (who is bigger then you, and sober) to come outside and beat your ass. Broke your ribs. AND then you have the balls to want to press charges?!?!? WTF?!? But the best part is you just had court today. The judge sentenced you. You should have taken whatever he gave you. But your *Sofa King! We Todd did*, that you then tell the judge, very loudly, "FUCK YOU." ...Do you wonder why your in prison till end of June? Fuck that.

F you to someone special. That one person in my life that knows me, gets me. And still 10 years later is NEVER wrong in an argument. Really? Did you think talking to me like I was a drill Sargent was funny? That making fun of me because I went to tell you to stop getting the kid all rilled up, right before bed, and realized AFTER telling you to stop. That it wasn't you. But she was still just loudly laughing. Hmmm. Maybe because you do it that often? And because I then need to attempt to put her to bed like that? (see the first F you) Yes I am strict with the kids getting riled up at night. I am also going to become REALLY FUCKING strict about hitting/rough housing whatever. I DON'T care WHO it is too. She is MY daughter. And I have to deal with her 95% of the time. Other people letting her "Play fight" is NOT going to FLY. EVER. DO NOT mock me. DO NOT be a childish asshole. I apologized two times, too many. Your turn. Give it a fucking try for once. Fuck that.

Ahhhh. Now after I explain my *comments* I can go to bed.

*retarded* I have explained this before and I will do it again. I say retarded alot. Alot less with the kids around. But still when need be, I say it.

Now for the definition of "retarded" to me...

Retarded, or Tard is a person of perfectly good mental health. AND they are completely idiotic in the sense that they are just plain retarded. Sigh... now I in NO means want this to come across that I think that mentally challenged people are idiots. I just think that perfectly good people that do stupid things get the title "retarded" Family or not. (I use this on myself often) and using the "I came from a fucked up family" is getting old too. Seriously? Your 40. Move on.

Whatever. It's fucking late. I don't care. It's my blog. Hate me if you want to. Leave me a evil comment. I will just delete it. And as we all know. This is my blog, my opinion SO I say what I want too. Got it? Good. Moving on.

*Sofa King! We Todd did* if you don't get it have someone say that line out loud fast to you. Don't try it yourself. It's harder to get. Just go have someone else say it. Probably not a kid, or your boss. So to do it right, or I guess the funniest way is to write this down and have them read it aloud... "I am so we Todd did. I am sofa king! We Todd did.

Still offended? Thought so. But if you just had a Fuck you Friday. You should get my mood. Oh and I totally see why people drink. I just don't care to so I wallow my sad ass in a bath tub with a book. Or I hide in my art room. Can't wait till the weather is nice. I will be in the garden... now I just need a bath tub in my art room, and a secret door to my garden...