Tongue in Cheek

Hello friends,

It's been 1858 days since my last,

POST.   ha!  Tricked you again.  Well, anyhoos.  How the hell are you?

I have to catch up on all this new blogging tech.  After all, those Blogger folks must have paid a shit load of money to lure us back to them and not to, say,  Facebook.  I was going to post a picture of "tongue in cheek" except Miley Cyrus gifs kept popping up.

So what's happened since I last posted.  I'm older that's for dang sure.  I'm grouchier, my patience reservoir has dwindled to near drought.  I got sick and am being treated for Crohns.  I must say that's one shitty disease, but it's manageable now by an onslaught of pharma and it's side effect trickles.   For example, I have been losing my glorious, long thick hair, which is sort of plus when you think about it ~ I no longer have to shave my legs. I've lost the weight of one single sheet of drywall, 70lbs.

I lost some teeth too, so now I wear dentures,  What the fuck!  Something about iron malnutrition, ho-hum ho-hum ya-da ya-da doctor-speech no one really hears as you gaze upon their shiny stethoscopes.

My kidlens are older.  Brandon is so responsible.  He saves money and eats right.  No by-product, synthesized fast food, no late night drunken Uber waits.  Sometimes I think he's older than I am. Sabrina is into fashion ~ as far as her bank account will allow.  She likes to cook and we shop together for ingredients, spices, anything she wants to purchase to cook a meal.  Money is no object *wink wink*.  

Hubby has been the exact same since we first met in 1980 ~ we still love each other.  There's been a few hiccups along the way of course.  Let's be honest, which one of us hasn't had the urge to slap-fuck your loved one into a pot of cheese curd?

We own two boats now;  one fast one and one not so fast.  This logic escapes me so you''ll have to ask the guy with his head driven hard into the Hors d'oeuvre.  We have this rule you see "don't talk about my stuff and I won't talk about your late night drinking".  

No no.  It's not like that ... anymore.  I now go to the casino to drink.   That way I let my habits fight it out and see who wins victorious.  Of course, these past statements aren't true at all ~ there may be a slight exaggeration so I tried to find a "tongue in cheek" gif, well ... you know what happened with that.

And from past experience, I've learned people don't want to read and read long drawn out blogs ~ my Uber is waving his hand crazily at me right now so I've got to go....