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No one wants to die in the forest!! Kids have a way with words.

Supermom is da pimp.

I got what you need.  Want some Twilight information?  Want some Clinique?  How about a recipe?  I can make you laugh.  Just let me know what you want and I will get it for you.  HA HA!!!

Seriously, Superdad gets a text message last night, "Your wife is a pimp."  I told him I was sorry he had to find out that way.  HA HA!!!  Remember I have what he craves too so I think he already knew.

I've made a new friend.  I actually met her years ago through Superdad.  Twilight Junkie , AKA TJ, is married to his friend from school.  I'm talking elementary school.  Sadly, his mother, the friend from school, died and they were in town last week.  We met for dinner.

(Start of a bad joke.  "What do you call two drunks at a pizza place with one of them holding a kid on their shoulders?"  Stupid.  I did that for you TJ since you thought it wasn't good enough for me to blog about.)  

We actually were able to talk more and that talking has turned into texting.  I'm trying to get her to move to Asheville but it's not working.  Yet...  At dinner that night I shared my newest obsession with her, my love for the Twilight series.  Well, actually my love for Edward Cullen.  Guess what happened after that?  She read Twilight in one day and today she is starting New Moon.  She is a Twilight Junkie just like me now.  Sweet!!!!!  I know I'm not the only 30 something woman drooling over a vampire.

(Start of another bad joke.  "What do you call three older woman and one
 teenager in line?" Impatient.  Waiting for the opening of Breaking Dawn.)

I couldn't help myself.  Hysterical laugh.  I kill myself sometimes.

I admit it, I've read Breaking Dawn again this week.  It is my favorite book of the four and on my top 10 all time favorite book list.  It's so easy to get sucked in and imagine you are there.  Crave to see this human love that vampire.  This is an awesome love story.  No wonder there are so many fans.


It's Friday.  It's also cold here.  There was rumor of snow last night and today but that's not going to happen.  I'm sitting here in sweats thinking of traveling to these colder places soon with Vaseline.  I'm really excited about doing all these new things and going to brand new places.  This will be a lot of fun.    I cannot wait to tell you all about it!!!!  You will be wanting me to shut up by the time I'm done traveling.

Okay, remember one thing, I've got what you need.  Remember I am da pimp.


TJ said…
You forgot the part when baby went boom and baby daddy went duuh.

Move to Asheville? Now you tell me! I just put a down payment on a house in VA. Geez.

BTW-Harry summed up the evening the next morning when talking to his father. "Daddy, what happened? You dropped Harry!" Yes, my son talks about himself in the third person just like The Rock. Can you smell it?
TJ said…
Oh, and I forgot to say:

1. Cut the hair
2. laze the bush
Supermom said…
HA HA!!! Like I stated above it was the start to a very bad joke. HA HA!! I love that Harry refers to himself in third person. Wait, Supermom loves when Harry refers to himself in third person.

Nope. No way. Not going to do it. I am not starting a "Laze the Bush Campaign". I like knowing I have went through puberty!!!!

Chanting "Save the Bush".

Yeah, I'm going to get my hair cut before the Tour. I think I look like better with short hair. Not old like HANNAH thinks though.
Supermom said…
Supermom is down with third person.

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