One day at a time. Breathe Baby, Breathe. (or the Blog at which I'm drinking a bottle of Bitch)

Life is crazy ain’t it? Monday, Monday. Whew, well got my magazine out pretty much on time today. I don’t know if I told you but I’m in publishing. I’m an Art Director, and prepress person. I love my job. I love the people I work with. I used to want to be a doctor, I still kind of want to be, but that’s ton of money, school I don’t mind, $$$ on the other hand well it doesn’t grow on them trees does it? But I’m enjoying a bottle of wine now, called Bitch. I listened to the song Bitch, it makes me laugh all I think of is Mel Gibson in the movie, What Women Want, dancing around in his bathroom with painted nails and pantyhose on. I’m not a very good Bitch, really I’m too nice, unless you mess with someone I love then I’ll kick your ass, without even thinking about it. Really it’s happened. It’s got some bite to it, whew and it’s pretty good, my teeth feel funny.
I’m now listening to Michael Buble’s I just haven’t met you yet, again. Still love him. Makes me happy. I could use some happy now, been feeling pretty blue. I have faith, and a lot of it, but sometimes I feel worn thin. I think the Holidays do that to you. I know it’s a time for love and good will, but many of my Christmases have sucked. People always angry. And don’t get me wrong I love Jesus, and I know we celebrate his birth on that day even through I think he was born in March. It’s just feels like another creepy day where you are expected to be all wonderful. Well world I’ll tell ya now, I’m not wonderful all the time. I have BAD days, I know I don’t work a super stressful job, and I’m happy for that. But I’m mean and vindictive and selfish sometimes and down right moody. This usually bubbly girl has days when she no feel the love. Ouch burn big swig of Bitch. I don’t know I just get in a mood. I’m human. Ohhhh Home by Michael Buble’ just came one. This makes me sad, sort of. I remember that this is the song that makes me think of a lot of things. Home it means so much. The Blondie and Poppi are home, so is Mama Monkey and Papa Jack. Even sitting near these people make me feel safe. Nothing is going to get me. I am loved. Aww arms around you safe. Haha I just got a call from a pissed chick who hung up on me. Really?! You called me! I hate that I get funky calls from people, not my fault. Oh well I wish her well. It could be worse you could be me. You ain’t got nothing if you ain’t got love. I just did a little Stevie Wonder move, it was great. Third glass of wine.Ever notice that when you drink it starts to taste better? Bitch has no bite now; it’s somewhat smooth, like a pillow. I may go out with Georgia tonight, I need to go take a shower, or a bath might be nice, I’m taking my wine with me. Wow I really love Michael Buble, he’s singing Lost now. Because he is here with me and we’ll get lost together, I’m not lost. I’m going to have Buble Babies with him. Awe MaeMae cat is asleep now. Okay I’m taking my stinky butt to the shower. Ahhh warm water sounds good, oh oh with some of that soap that Georgia made, makes my skin smell pretty. Someone came right up to my neck the other day and told me I smelled nice. Nice. Off to the shower my friends!
Bye!