Thursday, January 22, 2009

I'm a "ma'am" . . .

It's been happening with more and more frequency. I ignored it at first, certain there'd been a mistake. But no. Last night at the grocery store it was confirmed once again by the checkout guy. He called me ma'am. WHAT THE *&#@! When did this happen?! Perhaps it's the four children, the oldest of whom will soon be ten. Perhaps it's the squint lines that don't go away, even when I come in out of the blinding sun that was making me squint! Perhaps it's the ski slope around my waist from "growing" said four children. Perhaps it's all of these. Either way, I just don't understand how someone who watches American Idol, STILL gets zits, knows what BFF and LOL mean, and who has kidded herself into thinking she can still hang out in the Jr.'s section of the clothing store can be a "ma'am" and not a "miss". Good grief. There's nothing between "ma'am" and Grandma, so now what am I supposed to do for the next 15 years?!

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Dear American Idol. . .

So glad to see you again! I missed you. ALOT. Thank you for being a little nicer, and not putting quite so many PAINFULLY horrible "singers" on and then making fun of them. I have never liked it when you do that. Although, it does make me feel slightly better about my own not-so-pleasant voice!
Oh, one more thing . . . bikini girl. REALLY? c'mon.
Your Devoted Fan

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Attention World . . .

PLEASE figure out this healthcare/insurance mess 'cause I can't afford it - - and we're all HEALTHY! Sheesh.