I am a Dale, Jr. fan through and through but tonight I will be rooting for my hometown boy, Denny Hamlin, at the local track. It should be interesting to watch him back on his home track where he started.

My husband and son will be joining the other thousands and thousands of people at the Richmond track on Saturday to root Jr. across the finish line.

Normally I would be joining my husband for the rooting of Jr. but me being the absolutely lovable mother that I am let my son have my ticket since he has never been to the NASCAR race.

It should be fun for him. I only wonder who he will root for after watching Denny tonight .......Shit who I am kidding.....It'll be Dale, Jr.

This Mama didn't raise no fool

 

A koala bear is sitting up in a gum tree smoking a joint when a little lizard walks past, looks up and says "Hey koala bear, what are you doing?"

The koala bear says: "Smoking a joint, come on up and have some."

 

 

So the little lizard climbs up the tree and sits next to the koala bear and they have a few joints. After a while, the lizard says he's very thirsty and is going to go down to the river for some water.  

 

 

But the little lizard is so stoned that he leans too far over the tree branch and falls into the river.

A crocodile sees this and swims over to the little lizard and helps him to the bank of the river and then asks the little lizard: "What's the matter with you?"

The little lizard explains to the crocodile that he was sitting up on a tree branch smoking a joint with the koala bear, got too stoned and then fell into the river while trying to get a drink of water.

The crocodile says he has to check this out and walks into the rain forest, finds the tree where the koala bear is sitting finishing yet another joint, and he looks up and says to the koala bear "Hey you!"

 

 

So the koala bear looks down at the crocodile and says:

"Shiiiiiiiiiiit dude.......how much water did you drink?!!"

 

I finally got to spend some one on one time with my youngest daughter over the weekend. We didn’t really do anything overly exciting but it was good for us to get out together and just do whatever came up.

I took her to the new pet store that opened not far from us since she has wanted to go for a couple of weeks. After about an hour looking at everything and all the animals, we come out with two new collars and a dog brush for our dogs and I have $40 less than when I went in.

They had pet adoptions outside when we walked out so we had to check out the dogs before we left. There was a medium female (not sure what she was) that had on some type of cloth shirt. She had Mange so bad she only had a few sprigs of hair left on her entire body and her skin was a little scabby but healing well. It broke my heart and pissed me off at the same time that someone would let that dog get to that point. Her name is Clementine and she came very, very close to taking a ride home with me but we’ve got two dogs now and puppies on the way so I figured I best not take another animal but I had a hard time walking away from her.

Of course all my daughter talked about for the next hour was Clementine and how we should go back and get her. My daughter would take in every dog that needs a home if she could. I can’t much blame her there. I would too if I were able.

The rest of the day was spent goofing off in one store then the next. I only NEEDED certain things in certain stores but we made a day of doing nothing but window shopping and eating.

It was great to hang out with just her for once but boy oh boy can my daughter talk your ears off when she wants to. Typically, she’s fairly quiet. There are times when we’re out and she doesn’t say two words the whole time we’re out and then there are times when she talks enough for five people. Saturday was a five people day. When she gets like that, all I can do is listen because I can’t even hear myself think enough to put two words together to respond to her.

We ended up going with my husband and son fishing for a little while Saturday evening and she talked the WHOLE time we were fishing. She was talking to me, my husband, her brother, the fish, the minnows, the worms, etc. I contemplated jumping in the water and swimming to the dock but the water was way too cold.

I love her to death but phew….I think my ears still hurt from all the talking she did on Saturday.

Next Saturday if it’s pretty and they are in, I told her we’d go pick strawberries.

If we go next weekend, I’m taking an IPOD.

Once again, I am early.  My weekends tend to stay too busy for  me to make my way to the computer until the wee hours of Saturday morning so I post on Friday.

Anyway...

Since I, at this time, cannot take up my rightful place as Queen Bum and park my tush on the 'throne' by the sea..........I guess I will have to pour in some bubblebath and join the 'Fat Man in the Bathtub'

 

 

 

Hope everyone has a rockin' weekend!!!