I Never Thought It Would Happen

On Sunday, one of my friends called on the phone. She said that she needed to talk to her best friend.

I was floored.

After my ex using the term "best friend" as a knife in my back, I never wanted to hear those two words again. She would say we were best friends, then she would say we weren't. It was something that could be taken away on a whim. And she did. Over and over and over.

But now, I have one. I have someone who I can talk to about anything. Anytime. She doesn't judge. She listens. She gives advice if I want it. She'll drink a beer with me and completely take my mind off of any problems that I have.

She nods with me when I'm right and tells me that I'm being a dumbass when I'm wrong. She always makes me laugh.

And honestly, I have three more besides her. I feel like I won the friend lottery in the last few years.

How did I get so lucky?

Like Big Ass Raisins, Kinda

Yesterday, my uncle brought me a bag of Jujubees. Half dried. Totally odd looking. He'd been out to his place in Utah and his neighbor has a tree. They're kinda like dates, but with a different texture. Good. But like nothing I've ever tasted.

He's always bringing me something from his garden out there. Dried nectarines. Dried apricots. Grapes that they picked and dried into the most fantastic raisins you've ever put in your mouth!

I love the family that I'm a part of. I love that they are sharing and loving. And I love that they accept me without one word.

I'm Baaaaack

I've been AWOL. And busier than a one-legged man in a butt-kickin' contest.

I'm not an event planner. And yet, here I am planning a pretty big party for my parent's 50th Anniversary. So far, 82 people have responded that they are definitely coming.

It started out as a simple little party and grew into tons of red roses, a minister, catering, a band, a big wedding cake, a wedding gown, a flower girl and tulle. Lots of white tulle.

You see, when my parents were married, there wasn't money for a huge wedding. So off they went to Ringgold, GA to find a Justice of the Peace. No flowers. No dress. No cake.

We're definitely going to make up for that now. My mother is 74 years young and next Saturday....

she's finally going to have the wedding of her dreams.

It's a Blog Attack!!!

Hola! Jay the Cynical_Bastardhere. Since Skyler’s Dad thought we should hijack Real Live Lesbian’s blog for the day, I thought I would do something really special. I will post a really stupid and crappy an original poem that I wrote just for this occasion.

I Love Hottie…


Some dudes are obsessed with tits
But, I think they're a bunch of twits

For me it's all about the stems
For legs are the essence of femmes

Or maybe it's the perfect firm booty
It always belongs to a cutie

And if a woman has all three
It makes me scream "WEEEEE!"


But as long as we're keeping score
There's actually so much more

When I look into her eyes
It gives me a rise

And when she licks her lips
That's when my zipper rips

Even if she has cute feet
I will find that really neat.



But, she must have a beautiful mind
So I won’t leave her behind

And if she is really funny
It will make me all sunny

All of these combined means she's a plumb
And that excites me and makes me cu …. HAPPY!



Thank you. Thank you. I believe I will take this poem and go down to the local coffee shop for open mic night. And I might take these girls with me…

Delightful!

A little bit ago, an odd number showed up on my caller ID. I answered and Lo and Behold, it's Mickey-T. He and Pfhrankie Bondo were right up the road and called to see if they could stop by for a visit. They were on their way back from Vinny's wedding.

What fun! The one thing I love about other bloggers are the wonderful stories and it feels like we've been friends forever.

We hung out. Wandered around the house. Drank beer. And talked.

A perfect Sunday afternoon!

They have pics. Sadly, I totally forgot to take any. I'll steal from them as soon as they post them.

My Favorite Thief

How can you not love a thief that 'fesses up with a love note?