I've been lazy with the blog posts lately so I thought I'd play with Ketchup (haha). Several (and I mean SEVERAL) people on my Facebook are doing daily thankful lists. Meh. I'm not mushy. I considered it, seriously. For a minute. I love lists, after all, but I don't like lying. Well, most of the time. Now, if you're thinking I'm a heartless communist, who has a heart of blackness, you clearly don't know me, because mostly everything I do and say is with a hint of sarcasm.
By the way, I truly am thankful for the obvious things like family (most of them), friends (pretty much all of them), my job (except Sundays), my kids (especially after 9:00 at night), my husband (he's reading this, right?), and the roof over my head (I don't have anything sarcastic to say about that). I don't feel it's necessary to say "I'm so thankful for my wonderfully well-behaved children" because people would think I traded them in. That's illegal. So far anyway, but we still have two more years of this presidency, anything is possible.
I really am thankful for Dylan. Without him, I might think I'm smart and cool and funny, which clearly I am not. Thanks for keeping it real, Dylan. Without Dylan I also would never know what I would look like as a boy.
I'm thankful for Maddie. Without her, I may never truly enjoy the rare moments of silence. I also may actually sleep 8 hours. Who needs that? It's for the birds and you know how much I love those beasts.
See, I can be sentimental and mushy. Like mashed potatoes laced with cyanide.
By the way, if ketchup tastes so good on french fries, why not mashed potatoes? Think about it.
1 Comments:
lmao! that was a great post!
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