You wouldn't think my life had a lot of drama going on, but you'd be wrong. In the last little while, I have:
* Caused a Family Brouhaha of Epic Proportions Through My Own Stupidity
* Gotten High From Being Fed Ganja Brownies
That might not sound like much, but for the nearly middle-aged, stay-at-home-mom, quiet writer's existence that I have cultivated, it's pretty horrible.
I am just teasing you with this because I'm not at all in the mood to write more about either topic.
What I AM in the mood for is to eat a gallon of peanut butter/chocolate ice cream, but that's because I am stressed and craving carbs and not because of any illegal substances in my system. Besides, I ate the marijuana brownie days ago. That's over. I will explain that incident later when I feel more humorous, because it's kind of a funny story. Funny hmmm. Not funny ha ha.
In the meantime, I'm going to distract myself so I don't eat a gallon of ice cream. Tempting as the thought is, I find that extra pounds don't make me any less stressed. Hello, cello. Be my friend this evening.
2 comments:
Can't wait to hear the story about the ganj brownie!! That's got to be a doosey!!
Not sure if it was intended that way or not, but I just got the double entendre behind "Feeling Low" and "Hello cello"!
Good one!!
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