I usually sit in front of the keyboard and think, okay what can I write about, …and start typing, whatever comes out, comes out. There have been a few blogs that I second-guessed after finishing but hit submit anyway. One that instantly comes to mind was when I called my children’s mother a cunt. After the C word blog I called Danielle and asked her to read it (normally she doesn’t) I made John read it right away too. I needed to talk about it and try to soften the use of the C word. “I mean your mother’s a cunt in the nicest possible way… more like cunty.” On my previous blog I wondered for a millisecond if John would be upset with me telling everyone he split with Brittany, but couldn’t pass on that gold nugget idea. Besides I had only posted one other blog last Friday. I started blogging like a mad man right after Raising Your Mentally Retarded Child blog. I must still be feeling guilty for that one. I should probably add more blogs for my comments about John and his new friend, that one was pretty bad too. Thanks for seeing the humour Kris. Was it as bad as thinking about Theresa in the shower? …or Jeff and Lindsay on the couch? Sometimes I should stop and read my comments before I submit too. A recent comment I wished I could take back was about the jury still being out on Kevin being a fool… but everything I say on here is with tongue firmly planted in cheek. (Insert your own joke here …ive got nothing…) I was happy when Kevin replied with his sarcasm because no comment, would have drove me crazy. Thanks Kev!! I don’t mean to be picking on you, you probably haven’t been able to fart the last few months. Save the dutch-oven for the honeymoon, only 10 more sleeps. Seems Wednesday’s are good blog nights for me. I gotta go throw my clothes in the dryer.

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