Word Vomit

I have had so much fun this week because of all of you! I learned by you reading my blog you understand my personality, and my personal clothing style, the quirks of just being Dusty. And you keep coming back which I am grateful for. There are days where I want to come home, rip my clothes off like the Hulk, turn green and pound someone's face and then I read your comments and they make it all better. You guys are so worth it. So much so I use you like hookers on Broad Street as an excuse to not do my laundry, wash my dishes or eat. Which you need to keep it up because fluffy isn't responding to the no eating part. Maybe all the setting keeps it inflated to the maximum. I need to find the little plastic tube to let some air out of this butt one day.

But let me say this. I blog for you guys that's obvious, but I blog for myself. This is a little diary of sorts to my son. To show him one day how screwed up his mother really was but that even through the day to day posts, he knew I could be funny, pretty, really stupid, creative and just plain mom. But the one thing he will see is all of the great people I met along the way, who said wonderful things back. He will know that his mom stands for girl power and that we should lift each other up and help each other grow because we all deserve to have our words shared with others so that we inspire other women to connect and be real. 

This is really who I am. A pure whackadoodle. I tell it like it is, I am not good with sugarcoating things although I try, but what you read is what you get. I am not changing, I am not a clique girl and I would talk to a door knob if it answered me back. Hold on, let me see if that works........long pause....nope. I hope no one ever unfollows and don't worry I won't email you a picture of my middle finger if you do. I understand, some people just don't get it. That's ok, if you followed me, I followed you back and you haven't made one comment on my blog since then, I realize I increased your stats. As a thank you, send me a virtual high five will you? I impregnated your follower list with my face. I guess that's where its better to be seen not heard. I know its impossible to read and comment on everyone's blog, but eventually you get around to it. But I get the program and I too am ok with it. 

There are no rules on this blog, well if you insult my kid, then its on like donkey kong, but I want everyone to come over have fun, enjoy, share if you want and just give a big thank you to the friends you have made and be true to yourself and your blog. If your in it for shits and giggles with no intention of being anyone's friend, here's some toilet paper, you know that Scot kind that feels like tree bark when you wipe and could cause splinters to your private areas? 

Happy Friday y'all! I love ya!

Dusty