Some Thursday Randomness

Jumbled up thoughts, all spewed onto the page for your viewing pleasure....

• Did you look at my gross eye picture?  Yuck.  Anyways, you wanna know the other weird thing about my eyes that I've noticed lately?  They're changing color.  My husband used to say they were muddy river brown.  Asshole.  Just saying brown woulda been fine.  Now they're green with a weird ring around the outside of them.  See children?  Drugs are bad....  Lol, I heard that certain types of drugs could do that to you.  Who would have thought it was gonna be 15 years later??  Seriously though, just over the last 6 months or so they've really started to change.  Weird shit.  Even Kyle said they were brown until Gavin pointed out that they're not anymore.  I guess that just proves how infrequently he looks into my eyes... :)
• I was always the odd one out having brown eyes.  Yeah, the milk man's kid.  I know it's genetically impossible for a person with blue eyes to mate with a green eyed person and have a brown eyed baby.  My mother still insists to this day that my dad is really my dad.  Let's just say I have my doubts and I will only be attending the asshole's funeral (supposing Satan ever dies) to procure a DNA sample.
• Speaking of DNA.  Noah is back on my shit about getting a test for E done.  I'm still saying go ahead if you're gonna pay for it cause I sure as hell am not!  Loser.  I have to go have lunch with his mother here in a little bit.  That shall be pleasant and fake as fuck, but hey, I'm not about to turn down a free lunch at Ruby Tuesday.  Yeah, I'm getting the expensive cheeseburger today!
• Cheeseburgers.....MMMMMMM....  To me, there is nothing better in this world than a good cheeseburger.  I really mean that.
• Mean, yeah, I am.  My friend Nicole posted on her Facebook yesterday that she was contemplating putting up her Christmas tree.  I asked her if she was a fucking idiot or really that bored.  Yeah, mean.  I put my tree up the week before Christmas and have it taken back down two days after.  I hate how it clutters my living room.  If I didn't have kids, I would never put up a tree.
• Speaking of trees, are you guys real or fake tree people?  Personally, because I'm allergic to everything, including trees, I have to have a fake one.  That's quite alright with me.  They're easier to deal with.  The husband was always pissed he couldn't have a real tree.  One of the many points in our relationship where I wondered why the hell I married him.  Big fucking baby.
• Kyle is a big baby too.  Apparently I whacked him in the elbow with a pool stick last Saturday night really hard.  He's still crying about it.  Pussy.
• Ha, I said pussy.  So much better than the "C" word.  Man I hate that word.  I only use it when there is no other way to describe someone.  We're heading to the local "Adult" Superstore for shits & giggles tonight.  That should be interesting.  I mean, T and I go there pretty frequently to giggle at the newest products and make some interesting purchases, but Kyle wants to go.  The last time a boy bought a toy for the bedroom it ended in me divorcing him in favor of the toy........

That's enough for now.  Tomorrow I'll let you know about my grand weekend plans.......