Mine

I've told no one about this blog. I think I must want it for my own. A place I can say what I want and no one will have a hissy fit. I can call names if I wish. I can cry over spilt milk and no one can shake their head and say, Gads, what a baby. I can congratulate me for standing tall when others thing I should hang my head. I can bitch about my hubby and not worry that someone will see the blog and say, Hey, Mr. CJ, know what your wife wrote about you? I can even spell things wrong and no one will say, And she calls herself a writer!

Okay, at this point in time, I have nothing to have a hissy fit over. No milk anywhere. No reason I can think of to hand my head. And my hubby is being a pussy cat. But even when he's being a mad tiger I still love the jerk. He's put up with me for 30 years. And believe me, I'm not easy to get alonog with at times either.

But be prepared, Blog. There will come a day when your chips will burn with my anger. LOL Everyone has to have an outlet.