Blog Fart, Smelly Fart and a Blue Kitty

I cannot believe it. I've got blog fart again, but this time it seems to be more serious. I'm talking code blue of blog farts here! I literally cannot think of one damn thing to write about! Not ONE! But, since I'm out of email to read for the night, I figured I'd just come here and babble on about nothing in particular. I'm sure I'll be putting some of y'all to sleep here, but that's okay. They say a short nap a day is good for your health.

Reading other people's blogs, I realize just how boring and sedentary my life is! Everyone else seems to be going places, doing things, having fun. Tootsie is up to her eyeballs in plant matter, Penny is letting her hair fly in the wind on a speed boat, Raquel has been chased down by a killer frog, and Buffie is constantly doing something fairly stupid to blog about. Sorry about that Suzanne, but you know it's true girl! If you guys haven't yet seen her video of her Nonita's induced karaoke, I must implore you to visit her blog. This girl was determined to sing her heart out, never mind that she sounds like crapola on a stick!

So what am I supposed to do here? Tell you all about everyone else's blogs and send you on your way? That's certainly what this is shaping up to be, unless you want to hear about the repugnant fart attacks my eldest daughter, Mikayla, was having earlier tonight. We were laying down in my bed to watch Ghost Hunters and she kept letting them rip, then flapping the blanket to let the aroma spread to my side of the bed. Egads people! It was noxious!

Oh wait, you didn't want to read about this, did you? Well, too late. I can't just go and delete a whole paragraph I worked so hard on, can I? I can? Well, shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.

::::::::::Tapping fingers restlessly::::::::::: Is anyone interested in the fact that I was bit by yet another evil yellow fly? I swear, I must be allergic to these suckers, because this is what the back of my leg has looked like for 5 days now... Becky thinks I'm a wuss and should quit moaning about my bite, but man, it's not only itchy, but it hurts like a bruise! Do you SEE how big that is? ::::Channeling Chandler Bing here:::: It's monstrous dammit, and I deserve a certain amount of sympathy!

In other news, Simmie, seen here, seems to be developing some sort of Smurfette syndrome, as the left side of her very white neck is now pale blue. I cannot imagine what she may have rubbed up against that would have caused this beautiful shade of blue, but of course my first thought was, "MADISON GRACE!!!!!!!!!!" But no, for once it really wasn't her, although ooh, this kid can lie right to your face and you'd never know it if you weren't standing smack-dab in the evidence of her criminal activity. It's not magic marker or paint, and the last time I checked, my hair extensions weren't leaking, so I'm stumped. It almost looks like she soaked her neck in some Tidy Bowl. Since that ain't it either, I'm out of ideas.

Ooh! Just scared the poop out of myself. Spied the garden hose out of the corner of my eye and thought it was a snake! Uh huh, I think that means it's time for bed!!!!!!!!!! Aren't you glad I'm delusional and need my rest?

Until next time, Justine :o )