In War There is no Substitute for Victory...

V-I-C-T-O-R-Y!

VICTORY! VICTORY! THAT'S OUR CRY!

Never underestimate the power of a woman crying... SCORE!





Thanks Rufus for the laughs, we'll have to do it again sometime. I promise not to tell everyone about the long winded email you sent me early this morning showering me with compliments and telling me what a louse you are. Your secrets are all safe with me.





Threedonia is still, and will always remain, close to my heart.

the Master of Disaster, the Count of Monte Fisto, the one, the only Rufus!

There comes a point in an argument when the man goes too far and the woman gets hurt. Women are much more fragile then men and when they take things to the next level, men do not care who they hurt, and eventually they just look like a big bully.

A mean man reminds me of a prepubescent child who will get angry and yell something like "Yeah, well you suck man boogers!" and then stomp away.

I have been hurt by someone who I thought was a friend-this person even supported me back in my early days when I was still trying to find my voice, he linked to me on one of his blogs and although I did not get many hits off of him, primarily because he is not that big of a deal, I did get a few... but the happy feeling I got from him actually caring outweighed the small following that came my way from him.

Occasionally he will still link to me when I write something that he likes... and actually, I have noticed he links to me when I mention my husband, so maybe he is playing for the home team, I am not quite sure.

I was happily going along on this blog of mine that I suspect may have even become bigger than his... he claims he has sent all of his readers over to me today, but my site reader only shows about 20 more people than usual and my guess is that those hits were from him checking back throughout the day wondering what I had to say to his latest attack against me, a poor innocent woman, whom he has chosen to single out and harass.

Maybe he was having a bad day and wanted to make someone else miserable, I don't know, but I have no idea why he has decided to drag my good name through the mud. I have done nothing to egg him on, unless you call posting photos of men on my blog egging him on... I don't know if he is insecure or just a cranky old man who likes to pick on women-or at least this woman.

I am very tired now, and I think I will go take a nap. I don't know when you will see me back... I am just too depressed to post anything.

Please pray for me.

Oh, I almost forgot...

#1 Beef Cake

#2 Beef Cake... Just replaced Matthew McConaughey on the list

Rufus:

Nothing To Do With The Golden Globes...

But mercy, I have been swooning over Jim Rome ever since Michael Jordan was a Bull... before he became a traitor that is. Michael Jordan could have been on this list if he hadn't left Chicago-the city he said he would ALWAYS be faithful to-but it quickly became apparent that Mr. Jordan has a hard time with faith...

Anyway-Jim Rome is Burning... ain't it the truth!

To all of my readers that visit me for spiritual guidance (yeesh), parenting advice (ugh) and beauty tips (not that same as Q-tips) I apologize for the complete shallowness that I have subjected you to over the last two days. Blame that smelly Rufus.

And While I'm At It...

The men-folk have gone plain crazy around here! Who told them that they could stand up and speak?

A certain Brunette Lover has decided to throw his hat in the ring as well. Click on his link if you want to look at flagrant displays of women being objectified... I don't care how arrogant and egotistical he is and how much that secretly makes us women swoon, do not visit him unless you have an appointment to go to confession right after. Mom-you won't be able to click on his link because I have put parental controls on your computer. Sorry.

Then go over and see what Floyd posted about the Golden Globes over at Threedonia.

Honestly, if you boys want to make this easy for me just keep it up, winning has never tasted so sweet.

Speaking of Sweet:

Rufus Wears A Size 5 Shoe...

I bet your wife will be on my side Rufus... (No She Di’int!?!)

War... I'll show you WAR! I've given birth 4 times man-I'm just getting started!