GET OFF ME

I'm freakin' exhausted from chasin' these darn mules around screamin' at the top of my lungs and wieldin' all manner of threatenin' objects. Whew! Stickers got her uterus clipped last week, and she is more emotional now than she ever was. WTF? Tearin' around, chasin' everything that moves, howlin'and scarin' the shit outta Lucy, along with healin' her at every turn. Damn Mule! Ferget bandages and stiches, jest gimmie a straitjacket and a pot of boilin'water!! Get off Me! Didn't help that I took her dew claws too, since they were sharp as knives and they had hooked my Hoo Haw one too many times on "accident" Get Off Me!, try livin' here for One Day PPl, and you would know I can't make this crap up. I need an I.V of Vodka, and a vat of Chocolate to drown my sorry ass in. Insert Insane Laugh here. The Hubby escaped Sunday to Rawlins, and who can blame him? He took off like a man caught in a panty raid! I could have sto

Ive become a hooker. Not the kind that trolls the streets( A Madam is completely different than a Hooker folks! Shame on you!) the kind that makes stuff outta yarn. And Mules if they keep their crap up....but I digress. I'm makin' stuff! Mostly a mess, and a lot of pot holders that God knows the world hasn't nearly enough of, but, I made em' so shut it! Amok, Amok, Amok! With the patience of some dear friends( duck tape is good for soooo much stuff!)and a lot of sittin' around with my tongue stuck out, my butt squashed and not readin' directions, I have managed to make....one scarf. One. shut it. Did you make a scarf this week? No, you did not. I did. So there. Its beautiful, and it doubles as a Lucy strangler in a pinch. I like to multi-task,and make stuff with more than one purpose. GET OFF ME! I am now addicted to yarn. I have enough to hang myself with, and the temptation to purchase more is almost as great as the need for more chocolate when I already have