Filed under: im mad
No SERIOUSLY. Girl – stop stalking. Stalking never gets you anywhere but in high blood-pressure/angry cajun town.
However, occasionally, you will be required to do a little stalking. And when you find some bad shit (you ALWAYS find bad shit) – you will call him. This will be a mistake. You will say D***Head I saw XYZ…then your neck will get real hot and your face will turn a touch red and you can say, “oh my this wine is making me hot.” But sister – no one will believe your dumb ass. You done stalked a D***Head and that don’t get you no where but trouble.
**Also – stalking turns you into Paula Dean and you suddenly want to cook something with bacon fat.
Anyway – back to it. DH will DENY said fuck up, even though you have clear evidence that he did xyANDz and will start to make you think maybe you had it all wrong. DO NOT BE MISLEAD. You are a diva – you know the truth. DH is a D***Head! Believe it. He will say some nice things sprinkled in with awful things. You will feel better and worse. You will feel stronger and wiser and more pathetic than before. You will want a manicure. You will take two advil and blog about it.
Then you will watch Friday Night Lights.
Tomorrow you will focus your yoga practice on self-love and you will blog about idiots on Match.com.
Tomorrow is another day.
night night,
MadLibby
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