I have become my mother, and apparently she is an aging drag queen.
More about that later.
I haven't decided what this blog should do with itself exactly, but I do know that a free Blogger site is way less expensive than PMDD meds. (I have a high-deductible insurance plan.)
I was raised to blame others for many things: my not being rich enough, my being fat, my having a mustache. You know, the usual.
But honestly, I'd rather just make you laugh. That being said, I am a failed comic. I like slipping on banana peels. I also like to sing and dance. I'm some serious old-school cornball.
Well, time to make dinner. Oh yeah, and I'm a mother. And a wife. And my husband is home. And there is never any hot-cooked meal waiting for him.
I tend to get distracted easily.
I have no idea how old I am.
I know I'm supposed to do something right now.
These people eat a fucking ton.
I like moose.
Well, that just about sums it up for today. Be back soon.
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