Wednesday, November 30, 2011

I am here.

I swear.

I have not evaporated into oblivion Hell.

It's just been batshit craziness in LauraBelle Land.

Thanksgiving was beyond words and when I do find something to describe it with I will share with y'all. Because I know you're just sitting on the edge of your rolly chairs waiting to hear about my psychopants life.
Let me just say there are things like Shithouse Wine and taking a 4 wheeler to the casino. And booze. And guns. And excavators. Normal. Well, and turkey and tators and stuffing and pie and all that.

And I became a sweat shop Mexican breakfast burrito maker person, but doing it in a room the size of a outhouse, all for my amazing, handsome, goingtobuymeprettyshinyexpensivethings husband. Because I am wife of the year. Where's my damn trophy?

Then some demon entered my body and made me pray to the Gods for a stomach transplant.  For like 3 days.
I will not admit to the flu.
It was demons.
Straight up demons.
(Demons Bonus: I did lose all the weight I gained from eating every high caloric food within reach, for 3 straight days, courtesy of Thanksgiving.)

I promise to elaborate.
Just keep your panties on.



  1. I was going to start whining because you had not posted lately. Hope you are feeling better. And I will start looking for those wife of the year trophies. We might have to share though, like the deer (unless Cabela's will make us a free replica). :)

  2. Ooooh those damn demons. Glad you are feeling better!

  3. I wish I were in a roll-y chair.

    Glad you're feeling better!

  4. Yuckipoo to the highest power! Glad you are better!

  5. So sorry for your stomach virus. : (

    So glad Ryan is going to buy you shiny stuff! Woo!!

    Adore you and glad you're not gone from us. *hugs*

  6. Thank the good Lord of all that is holy! I miss you when you are not here so knock off that flu or non-flu shit or whatever and get back here. Bossy enough for ya?


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