Well.. Not so much a phase as - a guilty pleasure..  uh.. ongoing pleasure.. *cough.. 

Anyhow.

Feb 22 - I will be able to rent the next Season on Netflix..  and watch guiltily  ..on my children's laptop - in my bedroom..

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Noodle calls the show -  "Ticky-Tacky" - Lol - And it fits..  Even better.  The perfect name for a perfectly tacky show.

But my children haven't seen it.   And WILL NOT EVER.  See it..  Until they're older.  WAY older.  And hopefully by then the show will be buried in the episodes of those-crazy-turn-of-the-decade/century pieces like Debbie-Does-Dallas..  although this isn't nearly as bad as..  er..  well - maybe a few parts..  I mean really though.. 

I friggin' LOVE it.

But I'm not supposed to.

I'm a mom.  I'm a good mom.

But I'm so like Nancy Botwin - er Lacey LaPlante..  Well - more Nancy...

I just - I think I have a crush.

Yikes!  Too much wine for Momma tonite.

So what do you do when you run out of ideas to keep you moving..  To keep you motivated.  I just..  REALLY don't give a shit anymore.  I don't care what anybody thinks.  I don't care what they have to say.  I don't care too much what they do about any of it either.  You wanna throw yourself a grand ole pity party - By all means, knock yourself out..  You wanna try to set me back on the "right" path - Good luck with that, lol.

Really.

I don't care.

And it's awful.  But so liberating.  To not give a shit.

I have nothing to hide.  Yeah, I could probably lay off the alcohol a bit more, but - whatever.  I like my wine.  I like the sway of Jim (although the taste could..  I mean..  Blech..).  And Crown is alright.  And Hennessy..  OMG - you just don't even need a chaser.  But for Hennessy, you do need like an extra arm and leg to pay for a bottle..  So I mooched off of one of my husband's friends.

Lol - Bad Aja.

Look at me - Miss Alcoholic Connoisseur...  Something I can totally brag about to the grandkiddoes here in - God I hope it's not soon.  Doodle's only 12, but - Ahhhhch!!  I am NOT old enough to have a pre-teen.  Much less grand-rugrats..  Hmph.  Nope.  I refuse.

So anyhow - here I am again.  Not that anybody gives a flying rat's ...  you know..  And I'm sorry I haven't been around..  I just - don't care about a whole helluva lot right now.  I go through so many phases - And, honestly, I didn't even realize they were phases until my husband brought it to my attention..  There was the Amazon phase..  The workout Boot-Camp-Style phase..  The piano phase..  The drawing phase..  The photography phase..  The jewelry making phase..  The inhaling Jack Reacher novels phase (still in this one, right now), the computer geek phase, the Workaholic phase, and sometimes I might just have two or three phases going at the same time! - I think I even went through an obsessive compulsive cleaning phase - like - two or three years ago..  Not recently.  Lol - Our house looks like it threw up on itself.  And then threw up again..

Frickin' bleh.  I've got a list of signs for the "Modern Woman"..  Courtesy of my brother, who knows me so well, lol:

So anywho..  Here I is again..  I would love to get back into my "Xanga Phase" again.  I have gained so much from all of the people I've met and interacted with here.  And I'm so sorry to treat this as a phase.  I really am.  And I don't want to get any hopes up - because I know there are going to be a whole two people that actually read this entry -   lol - maybe.  So, you two - Try not to be too disappointed if I phase out again..

*giggle..  I'm sorry - this is just funny to me right now.  Assuming that anybody will read this and give a flying rat's...  Anthing..  Lol.

Good night, folks.