Sunday Thoughts Out Loud

So, I don't do much blogging on the weekend. The weekends are reserved for yelling at my kids, schlepping them to sporting events, hiding evidence from my PMS sugar binge and maybe sprucing myself up with a fresh pair of underwear, socks, a swipe of deodorant- come hither this- mother fuckers!

You can imagine my surprise then, when I received this comment from Bedside Tales Man...

Hey there slacker!!!!


Just wanted to let you know that you have been nominated over at Hot Dads!!!!

http://hotdads.blogspot.com/

First off, I took total issue with the 'slacker' comment. It's a weekend and a girl needs sometime off from plucking, tweezing, exfoliating, and holding up the standard of being 'hot'- it's fucking draining and quite the cross to bear! Then I realized he was probably referring to my 'Friday Fragments' post still lingering around on Saturday night and not about my hygienically lazy weekend ways, my bad!

Then I wondered if they could pass the crack pipe, that's clearly circulating around the horny herd at Hot Dads. I'm pretty sure that crack makes profanity, lewdness, and obsessive compulsion hot! Why else would I have been nominated?

Then, I realized that Manic Mariah might have had her hand in the the nomination (and other places, since she's yet to receive her generous winnings from Brittany - a carnal clitoral stimulation toy shaped like a butterfly or a rabbit which is really borderline bestiality-but whatever- that could just be the jealousy talking!)

You see, Mariah nominated me for The Hot Blogger Calendar, too. She was drunk. And probably high. I failed miserably at that and decided to be happy with my skank status that I earned on Halloween.

So what constitutes a hot mama? I have no fucking clue! Hot Dads, please let me know! In the meantime, I'm honored to be nominated, even if it's by some hot drunk chick who wants to see my boobs!