Random and Odd

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ball to the head

This pretty much sums up my house right now.

On Sunday I woke up and my neck was jacked up. I couldn’t look right without shooting pain going straight to my brain!

On Monday Shaun took Marina to the doctor because over the weekend she slipped and hurt her arm/wrist. We found out that it was more than just ‘hurt’…it was broke…It’s not like the double bone break Alyx had in the middle of her arm, but it’s bad enough that they need to put a cast on it to make sure it heals up all right.
Somewhere in the middle of the trip he jacked up his neck…looking left.

One can’t look right, One can’t look left. Our kids could totally get away with anything right now, except for the fact that one of them has a broken arm and the other one is a magnet for basketballs to the head.

Right now I am not medicated.

On a completely different page. Dooce. Dear God, I aint sayin’ a damn word in fear of being attacked. Shaun was already attacked by a mob of angry Constantine supporters over a joke. I am not going to write something because I KNOW that it will be taken ALL wrong. I like reading Dooce. I think she’s funny. I think she has balls to say the things that I wish I could say. (Except for the pooping in the bathtub. I had better be dead when they find me like that.)
I have found in my short amount of time of blogging that there are many other blogs that are just as funny and just as ‘open’.
There is something that I want to touch on when it comes to Dooce. She has managed to survive this long with daily ‘ehatred’ and she hasn’t let it take over her blog. She does on some occations get spiteful and show her readers an email, but honestly if I got even ONE of the many emails she gets I would freak the fuck out and share it with you all and say, “WHAT? WHY? HUH? I DID WHAT?” and I would dwell on it for a good day or two. I would cry on Shaun’s shoulder and ask him why people think I am a horrible mother, bad daughter and despicable girlfriend. He would rub my head and then he would make love to me for hours to make me forget….. someone QUICK! SEND ME SOME HATE MAIL!

All kidding aside, she puts up with a lot, she gets a lot out of it in return.

There are other blogs out there that have been personally attacked and it’s showing. Even in the innocent posts about little bobby taking their first steps you can read the hatred he or she is already spewing towards the first person that dare says something bad about those first steps. Every other post is dedicated to chewing out the bastard that sent hate mail or left a nasty comment. Those are the posts that get the most comments of course because people are ‘rallying around’ that person and convincing them to ‘ stick it out ‘.

Like I pointed out before, Dooce gets it everyday and I admire that she doesn’t let it show in every post. Maybe she’s a duck and can let it roll off her back. More power to her. I admire that.

and yes, the comment section was starting to suck, it’s probably a good thing that she turned it off for a few days. I actually cleaned half my room yesterday…but that could have been from the Vicoden.

Happy Blogging people!