I've been tagged! Now I'M it!!!

This is yet another first for me.....I've been tagged! At first I was like "ok, what the hell does that mean?"...then WAMMMO! I got it! I was totally excited, but there's so much to tell, how can I possibly narrow it down to 7???? Well, here goes nothin'!

The first and most important is this....
I'M AWESOME! Don't believe me? Check out THIS picture!

Ok, now that that's outta the way, number 2...
I have two AWESOME kids....they're even awesomer than me!

And to finish off all the awesomeness....number 3.... my husband. We've been married for 12 years and he's pretty freakin' awesome too! and yes, he ALWAYS makes that face!

There, three outta the way, on to #4....I've lived in Alaska with no heat, water or electricity. Uh yea, I froze my ass off, but now I would give anything to go back....I love that place!

Number 5.....
I freakin' love rollerskatin'! Yep, I do...so much I got my rollerskate tattooed on me! (courtesey of sweet ass Stitchblade!).....BUT this tattoo is ALL mine so you only get to see a part of it! I'd hate to have to skin somebody if they got the same thing! Hey I've done it, but that's their own fault for puttin' on the internet!

Six.....I LOVE old cars! I love workin' on 'em, I love drivin' 'em, I love the smell of 'em.....EVERYTHING! I have three old cars.....all Comets.

Last but not least.....number 7.....

My first show is coming up on the 15th and I'm totally nervous! I have all kinds of cool stuff to sell, but still feel that it's not gonna be enough......It's the East Atlanta Strut. I hope that everything goes well, but I think my Battle Scarred Bears and my aprons will do the best. They've gotten the most attention. If you're in the area come and check me out! You'll see my banner 'Cuz I Felt Like It!

Ok, that's it! Now.....here's who I'm tagging! So y'all gotta do the same thing! Gimme 7 awesome things about you!

Stitchblade
Girl Savage
Ivey Handcrafted
Stevens Happy Accidents

Oops! I Did It Again!

I wrecked my car.....again. Just a fender bender this time. I was in that awesome after work bumper to bumper traffic on the highway. I sneezed....and I sneezed again and again and then a snot rocket flew outta my nose. As I go to wipe the hangin' snot outta my nose....BAM. I hit a car. What really sucked was when I hit the car my snot covered hand slid up and smeared on the lense of my glasses. Awesome. Just fuckin' awesome and to top it all off, I got another ticket. I get home and I'm all pissy and shit. Jeremy says "Why you so pissy?" Uh, HELLO? I just wrecked my stupid fuckin' car! He says, "you're not used to that by now?" Admittedly, I've had a few problems with bumpin' into cars and other things here and there, but dang....it ain't like it's ever my fault. Psht. Like this one time, the girl was in the backseat and needed a kleenex. I turned around to gave one to her. I hit a car. It was dead stopped at a red light. ...

What an Asshole

Awesome. That's what I am. So awesome that I'm featured on Cooking for Asshole's blog and I didn't have to pay him one penny. Not that he's anything special, but at least he recognizes me for all of my awesomeness....even though he totally talks shit about me and says something about me being Japanese just because I couldn't my panties on right one day...psht....what an asshole. Despite the fact that he's an asshole, he writes one of my favorite blogs . He thinks we're all stupid and suck ass at cookin '. He will berate you and belittle you and cook a pork roast at the same time. Be aware though....he cooks a bunch vegetarian hippie shit......claiming his wife's a vegetarian....I think meat just gives him the shits so he doesn't make a lot of it. If you're one of them beer drinkers, this Asshole thinks he's some sorta beer connoisseur (I say he's just a drunk). He drinks all kinds weird shit. I mean really, why not just sit do...

APB....Little Jimmy is Missing!!!

It's December 1st and Little Jimmy shoulda made his first appearance at the house this morning. Evidently, I hid Little Jimmy so good that last time last year that even I can't find him. This is no bueno. Little Jimmy is an Elf on the Shelf . We read the book, he shows up in a different spot every morning and watches and reports back to Santa every night. Seriously. The boy gets it. He knows. The elf ain't nothin' but a stuffed doll. The girl....she still believes. She was snoopin' around a week or so ago and found the book that Little Jimmy is SUPPOSED to be stuffed in after Christmas and said "Mom! Little Jimmy's not in his book! He's gone back to the North Pole to get all his instructions!" "Dammit. She STILL believes in Little Jimmy", I remember thinkin'. I mean really, you try comin' up with 30 different hidin' spots for a little elf that won't take your kids more than a few minutes to find every mornin...

'Cuz I Felt Like It!

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