So I decided to blog even though I have no ideal what a blog is,but here's me giving it a try...and later giving myself a cookie for it.

About me:

* never look under cushions in my house unless your actually looking for a button,candy wrapers,or old remotes we couldn't find so we just bought a new one.

* If they gave out medals for slaming a show on Netflix I would get the gold.

* I will quote Monty Python,Princess Bride,and Airplane...consider yourself warned..O'h and if you don't know the quotes I will call you a commie.

*I do well in traffic but not drive thru lines.

*I don't think children are a precious gift from God. *gasp* You may want the hold onto that gasp because next I'm going to tell you I have taught Pre K for decades. It's not that I don't like the little booger eaters,but I just haven't meet a Goldly gift type one. I have meet a lot of them that eat stuff off the ground,laugh hysterically at farts,think every toilet room is their wounder land,and would kill a neighbor for a sticker. I love the evil marauding midgets,I really do,mostly because there is nothing precious about them.My favorite is the little blond girl who told me she keeps souls in the freezer.

* People who put raisins in cookies will never be my friend.

* I wanted to marry Shel Silverstien when I was a kid..or that Calvin and Hobbs dude.

* I don't like sites where you have to give spoiler alerts..if you don't know the Lannister twins have been screwing each other by now then that's your problem.

* I'm old and I like it that way,I would never wish to go back to 25..that chick was dirt poor,thought house cleaning was something needed to be done every day,and her kids ate off her plate. I am done with all the middle of the night Wal Mart runs for school projects,going to band concerts that sound like dying wildlife,and pushing $25 school fundraising wrapping paper like a junkie needing a fix because little what's his name wants to win a pizza party I have to clean up afterwards because I wasn't clever enough to feign a foriegn accent when asked to be class mom. I did my duty,nobody gave me a medal,screw em. I like the old and ranty stage better.

* I suppose I could go on but I think you get the jest, and hey, let the mystery of me unfold in the blog.