Knots I am in the midst of a 'Sex and the City' Marathon, this time I have decided to begin with season four, then five, then six part one, ending with six part two.... THEN, I will start with One...

I am trying to muster up the courage to do something I have got to do, but don't know how to go about it. This sucks.  ¶ 8:16 AM 0 comments

  Anyone up for a trip to never never land? My friend, who touts herself as 'The Fairy Gaymother of the DFW metroplex', is out of commission. She had surgery, on her kidneys no less, and that means that I have no one to frequent the gayberhood with. I could go with my friends that frequent Oak Lawn, but they frequent the place to pick up men, and I, don't. At least not in a lets go play doctor kind of way. What I am saying is I could use a good trip to Round Up, or J R's, or the Village, or Sue Ellens, or wherever....

Call me crazy, but Oak Lawn for me, is like flying to never never land with Peter Pan. I swear, I can go down there and tango with one (or all three) of the three wise men, drink like I am testing my liver capabilities- and wake up with no hangover. I go anywhere else- and let me tell you this is not the case.

I attribute that to the fairy dust.  ¶ 7:59 AM 0 comments

  I Luv it 85! OK, so I stole the title from my favorite friend, which so happens to be his tag name on my space, check him out.

Besides the point...

I have a new and fabulous purse, made of retro ties! It is so 1980's! Totally totally Molly Ringwald.

Anyone out there love the eighties? If I could, I would morph into a time machine and have such a lovely vacation. Anyone wanna join me?  ¶ 9:24 PM 0 comments

  Diary of A Mad White Woman I watched "Diary of A Mad Black Woman" last night... So Empowering. What a commentary on crazy family and a crazy marriage. Maybe I liked it so much because I can identify so well with it. I have all of this pent up rage and anger, and it is mostly directed at my husband, and some at my mother in law (who has now been visiting for five weeks.) We had a huge fight a couple of weeks ago, and even though appologies were made, I don't know if I am capable of forgiving him. I don't evven honestly know if I want to be capable of forgiving him. Frankly, I don't think anyone sould have to forgive someone for heinous acts of disrespect.

I can't believe I am posting this on the world wide web for all of the world to see. Welcome to the public viewing of my own personal self destruction.  ¶ 12:33 PM 0 comments

  Standing on an Iceburg in the Subsaharan Desert My life is falling apart in front of me.... I feel like I am just waiting for the right time to pull the 'chute. I am officially in therapy, never been in therapy before.... I have always been everyones therapist. He is a nice guy, very unassuming. There are no couches, just a grand selection of office chairs, you pick where you want to sit. And then, (this was a shocker to me) the therapist talks back, gives feedback, and just kind of talks. I don't know if I have ever mentioned this, but I am going to school to become a therapist- now that I need therapy, am I automatically disqualified?

Someone, fix it please.  ¶ 7:00 AM 0 comments

  Billboard for Rent Apparently there is a billboard across my face. It's for rent, lets face it, I could use a little extra dough. Ladies and gentlemen..... I am about to share with you the rhetorical question of my life....

What is the use in shutting your mouth if your face always gives you away?

I am thinking of walking around for one week straight with a mirror strapped to my forehead so I too can see what everyone else is complaining about...

AND for the record- I deserve kudos for not just blurting what I am thinking out loud.  ¶ 8:06 PM 0 comments