The thing with saying “I’m sorry.”, well, it just drives me batshit crazy when people say it so much that it loses it’s value.  I mean, it’s only two words, but those two words carry a lot of value, and I have issues with saying it when I don’t really mean it, and I rarely am sorry.  I figure if you’re really, really sorry, you wouldn’t have done it in the first place.  When I lash out or say something snide, I mean it, and I am aware that what I’ve said has probably hurt someone’s feelings, but that is exactly what I intended to do, so why should I be sorry?  I realize that sounds really mean and hateful, but it’s the truth, and I wouldn’t have said it without a reason.  Not only that, but people who I don’t care about are rarely able to get my hackles up anyway, so if I make those sorts of comments, it’s a very clear sign that you mean something to me.  Despite the fact that it all sounds horrible, I honestly have to be mad or hurt to start attacking someone, I mean, I don’t just call everyone I know when I’m having a bad day, and point out all their faults to them.

I dunno.  It’s been that a few people have pointed out to me that I rarely apologize when they believe I should have, but I’m not apologizing just to make someone feel better, to me that totally misses the point of being apologetic.  You should feel sorry, and I just don’t.  Does anyone else agree?

Southern women know their vacation spots:
The beach
The rivuh
The crick

Southern women know everybody’s first name:
Honey
Darlin’
Shugah

Southern women know the movies that speak to their hearts:
Fried Green Tomatoes
Driving Miss Daisy
Steel Magnolias
Gone With The Wind

Southern women know their religions:
Baptist
Methodist
Football

Southern women know their cities dripping with Southern charm:
Chawl’stn
S’vanah
Foat Wuth
N’awlins
Addlanna

Southern women know their elegant gentlemen:
Men in uniform
Men in tuxedos
Rhett Butler

Southern girls know their prime real estate:
The Mall
The Country Club
The Beauty Salon

Southern girls know the 3 deadly sins:
Having bad hair and nails
Having bad manners
Cooking bad food

More Suthen-ism’s:
Only a Southerner knows the difference between a hissie fit and a conniption fit, and that you don’t “HAVE” them, you “PITCH” them.
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Only a Southerner knows how many fish, collard greens, turnip greens, peas, beans, etc.., make up “a mess.”
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Only a Southerner can show or point out to you the general direction of “yonder.”
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Only a Southerner knows exactly how long “directly” is, as in: “Going to town, be back directly.”
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Even Southern babies know that “Gimme some sugar” is not a request for the white, granular sweet substance that sits in a pretty little bowl in the middle of the table.
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All Southerners know exactly when “by ‘n’ by” is. They might not use the term, but they know the concept well.
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Only a Southerner knows instinctively that the best gesture of solace for a neighbor who’s got trouble is a plate of hot fried chicken and a big bowl of cold potato salad. If the neighbor’s trouble is a real crisis, they also know to add a large banana puddin!
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Only Southerners grow up knowing the difference between “right near” and “a right far piece.” They also know that “just down the road” can be 1 mile or 20
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Only a Southerner both knows and understands the difference between a redneck, a good ol’ boy, and po’ white trash.
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No true Southerner would ever assume that the car with the flashing turn signal is actually going to make a turn.
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A Southerner knows that “fixin’” can be used as a noun, a verb, or an adverb.
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Only Southerners make friends while standing in lines, … and when we’re “in line,”… we talk to everybody!
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Put 100 Southerners in a room and half of them will discover they’re related, even if only by marriage.
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In the South, y’all is singular and all y’all is plural.
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Southerners know grits come from corn and how to eat them.
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Every Southerner knows tomatoes with eggs, bacon, grits, and coffee are perfectly wonderful; that red eye gravy is also a breakfast food; and that fried green tomatoes are not a breakfast food.
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When you hear someone say, “Well, I caught myself lookin’,” you know you are in the presence of a genuine Southerner!
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Only true Southerners say “sweet tea” and “sweet milk.” Sweet tea indicates the need for sugar and lots of it — we do not like our tea unsweetened. “Sweet milk” means you don’t want buttermilk.
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And a true Southerner knows you don’t scream obscenities at little old ladies who drive 30 MPH on the freeway. You just say,”Bless her heart” … and go your own way….
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To those of you who are still a little embarrassed by your Southerness: Take two tent revivals and a dose of sausage gravy and call me in the morning. Bless your heart!
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And to those of you who are still having a hard time understanding all this Southern stuff, …. bless your hearts, I hear they are fixin’ to have classes on Southernness as a second language!
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And for those that are not from the South but have lived here for a long time, all y’all need a sign to hang on y’alls front porch that reads “I ain’t from the South, but I got here as fast as I could.”

I suppose it’s dumb to sit around thinking that anyone but myself stabbed you to death throughout the years.  Oh sure, some might argue that my dreams have just changed, but that’s a lie.  My dreams have never changed, but I don’t see law school anywhere in my future.  I don’t see New York getting any closer, and I sure as hell don’t wear bad ass business suits everyday.  I wanted it all, and I could have had it, but my laziness won again (I guess it had different plans for me).

I am not disappointed in my life, and I wouldn’t give it up for anything, but if I could go back; it would be very different.  In fact, so many things would be different, most people wouldn’t even recognize me, but that is one of the things about life.  There are no second chances.  You get the one shot, and mine has already been fired.  I guess the best thing for me to do, is just let it all go.

“You get what you put in, and people get what they deserve.” -Kid Rock (the man is a genius)

See ya in the next life hopefully,

Christie

What does a big sister say?  You guys were uber cute when you were little, but not so much after that.  Lol.

Jeff, you’re a great guy with even better intentions, but you know what they say, “The road to hell is paved with good intentions.”.  You’re all growed up, and it’s time to put your big boy pants on.  You have a wife and 3 gorgeous babies, don’t let them go.   You and I have made a lot of mistakes, and it’s time for us to knock it off.  You’ve got little people who are counting on you to be a role model, and you shouldn’t let them down.  You only get one shot, don’t fuck it up.

Believe me when I say, I know the resentment and anger you carry around, but it’s only hurting you.  Letting go is so much harder when you try to put it into practice, but it is possible.  Don’t let those people drag you down, as you’ve done so many times.  I’ve heard through the grapevine, that you seem different, and you’re really trying to make it all work.  That’s great!  I don’t ever want to see you go through all that again.  I should’ve written, but I didn’t.  I truly hope you’ve learned your lesson, because you will repeat it until you do, and it would just break my heart to watch you go through all that insanity.

I want to see success and happiness, no matter what form it comes in, because you DO deserve that!  I love you, Jeff.  You’re my little brother, and I’ll always be here for you.

Bo, you’re the different one.  Sorta.  You are wise beyond your years, and have more love in your heart than any other person I’ve ever met.  You are calm and collected even at the worst times.  You never fail to be there exactly when I need you, and you’re one of my favorite people in the whole world.  No matter what happens, no matter how bad I fuck up, you’re right there to help me dust off and show me where I was supposed to be in the first place.  You save me from myself, and for that, I am grateful.  You really are an angel, and I hope you always have that pure light in your soul.  I don’t know if I could have changed without you.  I love you dearly baby brother.  Never change.  You are perfect exactly the way you are.

Love,

Sis

P.S.  Hey Rachel!  I know you’re reading this to Jeff!  Lmao.

Me and Bo goofin off.

Me and Bo

Jeff

Rocker/Weirdo Guys

Always been my fav! Peter Steele-Type O negative

I know I'm not ok. Marilyn Manson

And it just gets weirder. Dee Snider

Actors

It's something about the way he talks, plus he always looks drunk or stoned. That suits him very well. Johnny D

The most normal guy on the list. Nicholas Cage

I only like him when he plays a bad guy. John Travolta

And Then There’s This Guy

Ain't he just the cutest thing? Lol. Kris Taylor

So, you see, if you even had a hope that I was okay, you should give it up.  There is obviously something wrong with me.  Except about Kris.  That’s right.  Except when he tied headphones to his head with pink string.  That.  Was.  Weird.

Good god, thanks for being there. I really need you.

Dear L,

It’s funny that you would be the first person on the list.  I mean, you see a side of me not very many people get the chance to see.  As far as friends go, I suppose you are the one that has never judged me or backed off, even if I did.  You have been more involved in my life than anyone I have ever known (I mean, we do spend pretty much all day, every day together.)(well we did at one point, but I like to pretend).  You’re not just there either, you want to be there, even if I’m mad.  It’s awesome to have someone that actually gets excited to be with you.  I get excited to be with you too!

It’s not all just fun and games either.  We’ve pulled each other through some serious shit, and even if we haven’t had any serious hang-ups, there was at least once, I was worried if we’d get through.  You’re like family, without the drama.  You get me better than anyone I’ve ever known, and it shows, because somehow you actually find me funny.  My life has been one long memory of raised eyebrows and whispers about “how weird that girl is”<—-(I swear, I was just born that way.), and it makes me feel better to know I’m not the only one who stands out and doesn’t mind so much.

You never fail to completely look past every single one of my faults, even when they hurt or worry you.  Aside from my immediate family (aka- those people that live with me), you’re the only for sure constant.  I know you’re there, always.  You have no fear whatsoever to let me know when I’m fucking up, and numerous times you’ve picked me up off the floor when I couldn’t on my own.  You are a friend in every sense of the word.  In short, you’re one of the most amazing, weird, beautiful, awesome, coolest, craziest, bestest friends I could ever have, and I’m so happy you are a part of my life!  I don’t know where I’d be without you.

Love,

Christie

P.S. Don’t ever stop being you, because it’s great to have someone to point at and go, “If you think I’m fucked up, look at her!”

Day 1 — Your best friend
Day 2 — Your crush
Day 3 — Your parents
Day 4 —Your sibling (or closest relative)
Day 5 — Your dreams
Day 6 — A stranger
Day 7 — Your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11 — A deceased person you wish you could talk to
Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — Someone from your childhood
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad
Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror

So, we’re sitting in our room, just chatting about our his day.  He decides to take a shower, and the resulting conversation is as follows:

He takes off his shirt, puts it in the on top of the 2 1/2 foot pile of clothes, and proceeds to try and stuff the clothes into the basket.

Me:  You’re going to break the basket if you keep trying to stuff those clothes in there like that, it’s not a trick, the clothes really are trying to climb the wall.  I don’t think they like it in there.

Kris: laughing There’s something wrong with you.  He takes off his pants, throws them nonchalantly on the floor.  Removes his socks and puts them on the angry clothes trying to climb the wall.

Me:  I know.  pause with a strange expression. Kris, did you just put your shirt in the basket, then put your pants on the floor, then put your socks in the basket?  Who does shit like that?  Explain again how I’m the messed up one.

Kris: laughing hysterically as he closes the bathroom door.

Really, I love that man, but I’m convinced he’s just as screwed up as I am.

My whole adventure into blogging started a few years ago.  A girlfriend of mine, who I miss dearly, is an avid blogger.  To be certain, I’m not sure she could survive without a blog in her life.  So, of course, she had to get me into it too!  We were very close, and a lot of the time actually joined at the hip (this was due to crazy walking everywhere at our place of employment.)  She was a huge inspiration to me, and continues to be to this day!  Muah Les!

Of course, my first and second blogs never got that far past the first month (it’s not my fault I have ADD).  Some big changes came for Kris and myself, and I started writing about our personal intimate relations( that doesn’t mean sex, but it does).  I suppose you would call that a sex blogger.  About 3 weeks after I started my second blog, I was invited to blog on a dear friend’s site about alternative lifestyles.  I blogged there for almost a year, and moved to my own blog.  I’ve been blogging on my own for a little over a year, and despite the fact that I’m constantly playing catch up with product reviews, private journaling, and my lifestyle blog, I decided that I wanted a space that was a little more family friendly.  What?  Surely the people related to me are interested in what’s going on in my life, and I’m sure as hell not letting them read my other blog!

This should be an interesting adventure, and who doesn’t love a great adventure?

For those of you who already have the privilege of knowing me personally, you know what kind of whacked out shit to expect; and for those of you just joining the tour bus, I’m sorry.  This sorry works for all future things I may say or do anytime in the near or distant future that offends you.  I’m just sayin.