I have found that the random thought thing is very satisfying. I think that I am a very random person. Therefore, more blogging of random thoughts...

I hate evaluating other people's work. Especially when I have to give them my evaluation of their work and talk to them about it for 30 minutes. Not cool. I feel as if I must either tell the truth (it sucks) or be polite and lie. I might be a little biased against it already...But the information is not even exactly correct. They made generalizations about three different decades based on I don't know what. That's the part that sort of has me scratching my head. Bad grammar - I don't care. Boring sentence structure - so what? Faulty info - I don't know... I just want to write my paper and get my grade. Isn't the professor supposed to be grading the papers?

My flowers are doing great - except for my snapdragons. I love snapdragons.

My home town is changing like crazy. I don't like it. It has been overrun with people who have an IQ score of 10 - or lower. They tear down old buildings and put up shiny, new, ugly junk stores - and bars. I hate that. I wish that the chicken farmers and cattle farmers in the area that are being turned out of their homes to make way for more stinking Yuppies would "accidentally" drop off loads of manure in front of new, ugly, disruptive development. And in the town council members' front yards. Hey, maybe I could organize the Southern mafia. Then we could shoot BB guns at their screen doors. I have heard of the mafia up North doing that to people that they don't want to hurt, but they don't like. Wouldn't that be great?

I greatly dislike Yuppies...There are more of them than you may realize...

I heard someone say the other day that they had a handbag to match their skirt. They thought that was great. Isn't that funny? Handbags are supposed to match your shoes.

I want to wear something that actually fits correctly again.

I like having a clean house. My house is very clean. I cleaned it - alot...My mother's house is even cleaner than mine. Every time I visit, I want to clean my house more...

Hubby is going to make me a keylime pie. I am not supposed to eat carbs. There are no carbs in key lime pie...

I hate it when people want to sell their family's land...

I HATE CONSTRUCTION!

I have connections to the mafia. Well, not really. But I know people who do. Or say that they do.
I hereby pledge to mop daily and to dust every other day. I will water my flowers every morning and wash clothes at least every other day. I will cook meals containing one meat, one starch, and at least 2 vegetables. I will make sure that my son eats five different fruits or vegetables daily. I will encourage my family to participate in heart-healthy exercise together. I will vacuum in high heels. I will prepare vegetables such as brussel sprouts and spinach - and my family will eat them. I will learn to magically take the pain out of scratches and bruises with a hug and a band-aid. I will learn to bring encouragement to the men in my life - both of them. All this I pledge to on my honor as a housewife and stay-at-home mom.