Alcohol: the reason for this post. I'm sorry.

It’s Friday.  I’m on my 2nd rum  and coke.  Captain Morgan is erasing all evidence of douchebaggery of my ex husband from my memory. No that’s not true. I will never ever forget what a total douchebag he has been today.  But Captain Morgan at least helps me understand I can’t do a damn thing about it today, so I might as well enjoy my weekend.

I know that I haven’t blogged at all since dropping the whole I-have-spent-every-other-weekend-in-jail-since-April bomb on the internet.  Thank you all for your kind words regarding that matter.  It’s just another step in the I-have-to-grow-the-fuck-up process.  Seriously?  Your kind words meant a lot to me.

But, yes, I have not blogged a damn thing all week.  It’s not that I don’t have a whole whirlpool of blog posts swirling around in my head, because I do.  But this week the only time I’ve been able to find to get them out of my head and onto the blog has been at around 2:30AM and I’m sort of busy sleeping then.  SO, here we are at the weekend.  And I find that I’ve got a few hours maybe I can sort out the jumbled mess in my head and actually have some coherent thoughts to blog about here.

Tonight, I’m going to get my drink on.  Tonight I’m going to forget what a total fucking douchewad waste of DNA I married the first time around.  Tonight I’m going to have a good time.  Tomorrow?  Tomorrow is reserved for thought provoking, mind using, fun having, awesome blogging.

G’Nite….

Oh, and can I just say, My step-son-to-be is the awesomeness with a side of awesome sauce.  Just saying.