Did I just say that out loud? I've had a beer, and I'm over 42, so all bets are off.
Oldest Daughter and I have an idea for a new CD - it's called "Your Mom Sings Your Favorites", and it's full of popular songs on the radio that I manage to butcher. For example, Neon Trees' Animal - "Say Goodbye to my heart tonight!" which is actually "Take a bite of my heart tonight". Or most songs by Gaga. I manage to mess up a few words in those. I told OD I'm gonna sing 'em loud and sing 'em proud, because I am 42 and I don't have to sing in tune OR know the words. I've pushed three human beings out of my vajayjay and been a telemarketer renewing NRA memberships in 1985, so does messing up a Gaga song bother me? Negative, Ghost Rider.
I took the day off tomorrow, as comp time for my week at the Hooker Convention, and I am so damn excited I can barely stand it. I'm driving middle schoolers to school tomorrow, and then after 8 a.m. I am free to do what I wish until 1 p.m., because there is an early out tomorrow. I'm not exactly sure what will happen, but I know it will involve Starbucks, taking off my bra, music blaring in the house, and George the Superpet staring at me with a concerned look on his face.
If you're in the area, stop by!
UPDATE: I just posted this, and immediately the ads on Adsense changed to "Buy Leather Chaps!" Everyone, go out and buy your leather chaps, on me! Let's all be the dominant party on this blog! It's now an S&M party!