Whew.  Y’all things have been nuts at the Corrupted household so again I apologize for my absence.

First of all, my Father in Law has been hospitalized and it’s been a day to day situation.  In a last ditch effort to save his life, his left leg was amputated last week.  He’s stable, but we are just taking it one day at a time.  Secondly, I got rear-ended (and not in a good way) a week and a half ago so I’ve been dealing with all of that nonsense.  Body shops, insurance companies and oh, this.

PT Cruiser – Ghetto Version
This is what the car rental place gave me.  Seriously?  Talk about looking like you’re a total douche, driving this thing removes all doubt.  I hate it and I tell myself that people inherently know it’s a rental and no one is judging me, because seriously?  WHO WOULD DRIVE THIS ON PURPOSE?
Last week we had to attend the “Gingerbread” program at the elementary school as our youngest was participating.  I’m notsogood at these things.  I find them incredibly painful.  Mostly it’s because the only thing I like less than children are their parents.  As soon as the program started everyone’s arms raised and there were iPhones and recorders everywhere.  Really?  You people actually want to live through this again?  Because it was all I could do to not slam my forehead into the cinderblock walls that were holding me up.  Clearly I am a drunken hillbilly with a heart full of hate.
In other news, the other day Ella (age 6) was coughing her head off so I instructed her to grab some cough syrup from the bathroom and bring it to me to administer.  She came back befuddled as we have quite a selection.  I glanced up from my magazine and said ” honey, the one with the shot glass on top”.
She immediately brought me the correct syrup.  The one with the MEASURING CUP on top.  Jesus.  Stepmom of the year, here!
I have so much more to tell you but it will simply have to be another post.  Let me leave you with this ridiculous thought.
I’m not sure what terrifies me more, Tilda Swinton or the McRib sandwich.  I’m oddly fixated with both these days but know that I don’t want either one near my mouth.
Peace out.

4 thoughts on “

  1. Oh, I'm the same about kid performances. Worse still my kid is searching the crowd looking for me through all those raised hands taking video. So I have to smile & grin my enthusiasm in between constantly checking the program to see how many more torturous songs they're going to sing!p.s. Just did a Girls Night with my bud Nancy Connolly.. we of course, talked about YOU! lol šŸ™‚ I'm all… you know Jenni PERSONALLY!!! haha

  2. Anonymous says:

    Jen,"The only thing I like less than children are their parents." AMEN SISTER!!!! Your ears must have been burning on Saturday night because I told Heather a few of our fun stories… (hee hee hee!!!)Enjoy your rental; I have a whole lot of things I could say but they would be unsuitable and most inappropriate in a public forum…Love,Nancy

  3. Jen says:

    Heather! I didn't know that you knew Nancy – she's one of my top ten folks EVER! LOVE MY HONAY! I'm so jealous you guys had a girls night – maybe in 2012 we'll come full circle and I'll be there as well and we can all drink and dish! Thanks as always for reading – you're always so supportive and kind! Love your mad writing skillz as well even though at times they make me blush – ha! Thanks again!

  4. Clueless says:

    You'd love my kids, they both screamed for me at the start of their Christmas program. We had to sit out in the lobby, where all the cookies were just hanging out, waiting to be eaten. Miss ya Jen, Merry Christmas!

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