I knew John Mark Karr didn't do it.  It was just too easy, ya know?  10 years of this murder mystery lying dormant and then this scrawny little weirdo pops up out of the blue saying he didn't mean to kill her?  Please, he's so scrawny looking, JonBenet coulda whooped his ass if he tried anything.  While he looks like a freak of nature who'd do something that strange and sick...I just had a feeling.  One of these days folks around here will start listening to me! lol.  My dad and I argued about this one.  I was right, dad.  In YO FACE!  *happy "i was right" dance*

I'd like to make note that there is no real outline with this blog, just some things I wanted to say...

Like..

I'm all about some Nelly Furtado but her new song, you know, the one they've put into the every 5 minute rotation on the radio song...Promiscuous Girl...

Those lyrics really bug me because they don't make any damn sense because she's all talking with this dude who is flirting with her, wanting to take her home and she says "What kinda girl do you take me for?"

A promiscuous one! duh!  That's the title of your song and now you're trying to be modest?

Definition of Promiscuous for the slow ones: adjective meaning casual, indiscriminate, not restricted to one sexual partner.  Laypersons term, a whore/male whore.

Bah!  But she's made a bazillion dollars off this song so I guess no one else cares about it. 

Oh! Y'all know how much I loathe Paris Hilton..

I was reading one of Kelly's Maxim's..or Blenders or Stuffs? not real sure which one she was in this but that's besides the point...

They were interviewing her on her fights with all her friends, stealing her friends boyfriends, her new album, etc.

NEW ALBUM!  This waste of skin is now polluting the airwaves.  As of her toxicity weren't enough by visually raping us all being plastered on the front of every magazine and television program imaginable...she's taken on the new role of "musician"  ?

MUSICIAN?  What an insult that is to the real musicians of the world.  Curiosity killed the cat so I went online and listened to a song or two from her album.

Survey says?  Shitty mess.  Not as bad as I thought it would be, I guess I was expecting to hear nails on a chalk board...but she is no where near an artist, a true musician.  Reminds me of Tila Tequila.  It's sort of like choosing to die by sliding down a gigantic razorblade into a pool of rubbing alcohol or by having someone light each of your body parts on fire slowly.  Either way sucks and the end result is the same.

But I've just spent 5 minutes typing all about her so I guess her evil plan worked.  She got the attention she wanted.  Congratulations, Satan.

Moving on...

The boys first day of daycare was awesome.  They were happy to see me and were exhausted, yeehaw! Bedtime last night was a breeze.  They were starvin' little marvin's because they can't snack all day at daycare like that can at home, which is a good thing, that'll teach them good eating habits.  They also exercised to a video tape because they couldn't go outside and play because of the rain.  All in all, I was pleased.  Surprise, suprise, they came home in one piece.  Oh ye of little faith...oh well, I'm a mom, that's my job.  Trust no one!  Scratch the eyes out of those who hurt her babies!

Happy Tuesday.

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New Addition to My Tuesday Ramblings...

I've recently started watching a few new shows and I wanted to share them with you because...well...they frickin' rock.

Gene Simmons Family Jewels - A&E Monday nights at 9 I believe...

All of the House Flipping shows...Property Ladder, Sell This House, Flip that House.  I'm mesmerized by them.

Take Home Chef for a couple reasons..

A.  It envolves food.

2.  It envolves food and this beautiful specimen cooking the food FOR YOU.

Can we say, Yum?

I'm also diggin' Miami Ink.  It just furthers my fascination with tattoos and it's just good, useless television...and I friggin' worship Kat Von D, the hottest tattoo'd chick ever..

Know what I mean, Vern?

Oh oh oh yeah..and do you know how nice it is to go home to an empty, quiet house on your lunch hour?  The house is dark and quiet.  It's still clean from my light cleaning the night before.  No one has every freakin' light in the house on, both computers, all 3 tv's, the stereo and the dryer running while making the front and back doors revolving...

sigh.

Plus the babies came home exhausted and hungry so I fed them, bathed them, played with them and put them to sleep.  No running in and out of their room a dozen times to put Brayden back in his crib because he either crawled out of it...or crawled into Aydens crib with him.  No screaming bedtime fits.  As soon as their bedroom door closed, it was sweet, sweet silence.  Only the sounds of Caleb screaming "Awesome!" or "Sweet!"  as he watched Kelly play Call of Duty 2. 

Yep, the daycare will be better for me than I thought.  In the words of Martha Stewart...It's a good thing.

well, since she's been to jail it's more like... "Back off bitch! that's MY wife!"

/meh.

I was thinking hard on these additions and I got hungry, so I'll leave you all with this...

ok ok, I'm done for today for real this time.

James, Out!