I Didn’t Die!

This past weekend, my man Dan was gone to a so-called Bachelor’s party.  Not your regular boobs in your face-girls grinding on your crotch-kind of bachelor party, but a mudding party.  The guys brought their 4-wheelers and bikes and hit the trails.  Sounds like a good time to me…and I’m sure this guy’s soon-to-be-wife was [...]

Drinkin’ Beers and Shootin’ Deers

That statement is so completely redneck I can barely stand it.  But I do occasionally find myself saying it a lot lately.  I think I saw it on a ball cap at Wal-Mart (of course).  Pretty soon it will fall into the “If I hear that one more time…I’m going to freak” category.  “Git R’ [...]

Redneck Spelling Bee

First off….I’ve got to give a big shout-out to all my PLSF peeps who are still checking my rather desolate piece of the blogosphere.  And I promise to never say “Shout-out to all my peeps” ever again.  Unless of course, I magically turn into Carson Daly and start hosting TRL from the late 90′s.  And [...]