IT’S FRIIIIIIIIIIIDAY!

I don’t think I’ve been this excited for a Friday since I was in school. When Friday signified two nights of freedom and two mornings of sleeping in. The weekend used to be a thing of glory. Nowadays, not as much. I still get up and I still have to work my ass off. Nothing different really, except I am with my family (awwwwww, right?).

The weather is absolutely fabulous! It’s sunny (FINALLY - Mama Nature, you take this away one more time I may have to seriously fuck you up - more.), the birds are out, people are pleasant and I have an incredible urge to sit on my deck in my lounger with a nice glass (who am I kidding?) bottle of wine.

Deck weather is upon us friends! I am beyond excited.

Down fall? I noticed today as I had my arm out the window during my long motherfuckingstupidass commute home that I am paler then a mo-fo. Frig, Carter had more colour then me the minute he was freshly born (minus all the funk). *sigh*

I am forever Albino.

Fuck it. This summer I will NOT care if my white legs cause a shining glare requiring you to shield your eye for fear you may be blinded.

Should you be blinded, I don’t give a rats ass. I can still see (sorta).

The other kinda-sorta down fall? My backyard is in serious need to some TLC. That’s putting it mildly frankly. It’s hideous and quite scary.

What are you doing to take in this wonderfully summer-ish day, and weekend for that matter?

Off to drink on my deck spend time with the family. See ya later!

Oh, and …

Dear Femme d’ailleurs;

I let your comment slide about my “problems” requiring more then my use of anti-depressant medication, as well as a couple of your other off the cuff remarks I didn’t pay any attention to, but in light of your recent response posted on yesterday’s entry “This is the saddest thing I’ve read all day. Gimme a break!” I figured I may as well give you what, apparently, you’re looking for.

I just wanted to say I believe the term is C’est la vie.

You don’t like it, don’t read it. Simple as that. That’s the reason I don’t read your blog.

Hugs and kisses mon cheri.