I need your bloggy love...

(**I'm going to keep this post at the top until the fundraiser, so check under it for new posts)
My beautiful son (aka Stud Muffin!) is doing a fund raiser at school next month, and I couldn't be prouder! Some of you may have heard of the St. Baldrick's Day event. If you haven't, you can find out more info when you click on the link below. Basically, participants sign up to have their heads shaved (oh, yes, SHAVED!) in order to raise money for cancer research. Specifically, it's for children's cancer research. I'm so proud of my baby for doing this. My "real" friends, and some long-time readers, know a little bit about how cancer has touched my family. I had no idea of the impact it's had on him. Anyone who knows my baby knows he ADORES his hair! For him to SHAVE IT OFF is huge.
H-U-G-E!! I'm still a bit surprised that he's doing this.

OK, so click on the link below, get the scoop on the St. Baldrick Foundation, and help Stud Muffin reach his donation goal. Right now it's $1,000, but I have a feeling we'll be raising it soon, cuz my Bloggy Friends are ultra generous! Thanks in advance for all your support! Oh, of course, feel free to pass this on to all your friends ;-) Thanks!

http://www.stbaldricks.org/participants/shavee_info.php?ParticipantKey=2009-61423#

*** Update: We have now raised his goal to $2,000. Thanks to the generosity of my family and friends, he was able to raise $500 in the first two days! I just checked the total right now, and I see my brother made a freakin' $250 pledge! Thanks, Brother!

Email of the Day

After being interviewed by the school administration, the prospective teacher said:

"Let me see if I've got this right. You want me to go into that room with all those kids, correct their disruptive behavior, observe them for signs of abuse, monitor their dress habits, censor their T-shirt messages, and instill in them a love for learning.

You want me to check their backpacks for weapons, wage war on drugs and sexually transmitted diseases, and raise their sense of self esteem and personal pride. You want me to teach them patriotism and good citizenship, sportsmanship and fair play, and how to register to vote, balance a checkbook, and apply for a job.

You want me to check their heads for lice, recognize signs of antisocial behavior, and make sure that they all pass the final exams. You also want me to provide them with an equal education regardless of their handicaps, and communicate regularly with their parents in English, Spanish or any other language, by letter, telephone, newsletter, and report card.

You want me to do all this with a piece of chalk, a blackboard,a bulletin board, a few books, a big smile, and a starting salary that qualifies me for food stamps.

You want me to do all this and then you tell me. . . I CAN'T PRAY?

(sent to me this morning by one of my best buds, who also happens to work at the Hell-Hole!)

I can NOT deal with this!!

Oh my holy hell!!! I just picked up Stud Muffin from "the girl"'s house (today is her birthday, and he was invited over for her birthday dinner) and when I pulled up in front of her house, they were out on the porch KISSING!!!!! Oh my fucking God!!!! I seriously feel sick right now!! Yes, I DO realize he's growing up, but shit!!! He's still my baby! I am NOT handling this well, at all. OBVIOUSLY! Somebody, please, talk me down from the ledge, will ya?! I can't even type any more about it, cuz I'm seriously freakin' here people. FREAKIN'!

And the award goes to....

My super awesome Bloggy Buddy, Suz, gave me this award today!! (I believe it may have something to do with my Italian heritage?) Thanks, Suz!!

The great buddy award.

Pass this on to the kind of friend you could and would call if you had to move a body.

The Rules:

1. Put the logo on your blog.

2. Add a link to the person who awarded you.

3. Award some other blogs

4. Add links to those blogs on yours.

5. Let the other bloggers know they received your award.

I will pass this on to:

Smiley Girl, who may or may not have already moved a body of some sort with me...right after we BTFFI! Love you, Girlfriend!!! (Plus, you've been around our family long enough to be an honorary Italian!)

C, who not only would help me move the body, she would have me peeing in my pants the entire time cuz she's so damn funny!

That Girl, my newest Blogger Buddy. I've been shamelessly reliving my 20s vicariously through her crazy blog!

I don't know how many award I'm actually supposed to give out, but Suz did three, so I'm sticking to that! I'm going to try and come back later (before the Oscars start!!) and actually write about school this past week. Lots of fun things happened this week. But right now, I'm going to try and go to sleep, as it's after 8 am, and I haven't slept yet. (I got home from work after 7 am!) Good night and Good morning!

Email of the Day

It's time again for the annual 'Stella Awards'! For those unfamiliar with these awards, they are named after 81-year-old Stella Liebeck who spilled hot coffee on herself and successfully sued the McDonald's in New Mexico where she purchased the coffee. You remember , she took the lid off the coffee and put it between her knees while she as driving. Who would ever think one could get burned doing that, right?

That's right; these are awards for the most outlandish lawsuits and verdicts in the U.S . You know, the kinds of cases that make you scratch your head. So keep your head scratcher handy. Here are the Stella's for the past year:

7TH PLACE : Kathleen Robertson of Austin , Texas was awarded $80,000 by a jury of her peers after breaking her ankle tripping over a toddler who was running inside a furniture store. The store owners were understandably surprised by the verdict, considering the running toddler was her own son.

6TH PLACE : Carl Truman, 19, of Los Angeles , California won $74,000 plus medical expenses when his neighbor ran over his hand with a Honda Accord. Truman apparently didn't notice there was someone at the wheel of the car when he was trying to steal his neighbor's hubcaps.

5TH PLACE : Terrence Dickson, of Bristol , Pennsylvania , who was leaving a house he had just burglarized by way of the garage . Unfortunately for Dickson, the automatic garage door opener malfunctioned and he could not get the garage door to open. Worse, he couldn't re-enter the house because the door connecting the garage to the house locked when Dickson pulled it shut. Forced to sit for eight, count ' em , EIGHT, days on a case of Pepsi and a large bag of dry dog food, he sued the homeowner's insurance company claiming undue mental anguish. Amazingly, the jury said the insurance company must pay Dickson $500,000 for his anguish. We should all have this kind of anguish.

4TH PLACE : Jerry Williams, of Little Rock , Arkansas , garnered 4th Place in the Stella's when he was awarded $14,500 plus medical expenses after being bitten on the butt by his next door neighbor's beagle - even though the beagle was on a chain in its owner's fenced yard. Williams did not get as much as he asked for because the jury believed the beagle might have been provoked at the time of the butt bite because Williams had climbed over the fence into the yard and repeatedly shot the dog with a pellet gun.

3RD PLACE : Amber Carson of Lancaster , Pennsylvania because a jury ordered a Phil adelphia restaurant to pay her $113,500 after she slipped on a spilled soft drink and broke her tailbone. The reason the soft drink was on the floor: Ms. Carson had thrown it at her boyfriend 30 seconds earlier during an argument. Whatever happened to people being responsible for their own actions ?

Scratch, scratch, scratch. Hang in there; there are only two more Stellas to go...

2ND PLACE : Kara Walton, of Claymont , Delaware sued the owner of a night club in a nearby city because she fell from the bathroom window to the floor, knocking out her two front teeth. Even though Ms. Walton was trying to sneak through the ladies room window to avoid paying the $3.50 cover charge, the jury said the night club had to pay her $12,000....oh, yeah, plus dental expenses. Go figure.

1ST PLACE : (May I have a fanfare played on 50 kazoos please) This year's runaway First Place Stella Award winner was Mrs. Merv Grazinski , of Oklahoma City , Oklahoma , who purchased a new 32-foot Winnebago motor home. On her first trip home, from an OU football game, having driven on to the freeway, she set the cruise control at 70 mph and calmly left the driver's seat to go to the back of the Winnebago to make herself a sandwich. Not surprisingly, the motor home left the freeway, crashed and overturned. Also not surprisingly, Mrs. Grazinski sued Winnebago for not putting in the owner's manual that she couldn't actually leave the driver's seat while the cruise control was set. The Oklahoma jury awarded her, are you sitting down, $1,750,000 PLUS a new motor home. Winnebago actually changed their manuals as a result of this suit, just in case Mrs. Grazinski has any relatives who might also buy a motor home. Are we, as a society, getting more stupid...? Ya think??!!

More than a few of our judge's elevators don't go to the top floor either!

WHAT'S EVEN SCARIER - THESE JURORS AND JUDGES MAY VOTE ON ELECTION DAY!!!

Thanks, Pops!

Happy Valentine's Day, My Bloggy Buddies!

Valentine's Day used to always be such a big deal to "us" when CSJ was around. His birthday was yesterday, so we always made a week of it. I always made him a heart-shaped cake that said, "Happy Birthday to My Valentine." The first year, we had been dating for 2 months, and man, I went ALL out! I borrowed some cake pans from my mom's friend and made a TIERED heart-shaped 4-layer cake. WTF?! It took me a full day. That lasted for years, and even though it eventually just became a standard two-layer heart-shaped cake, the message was always the same. Once my son was old enough to "help," he took over the decorating part, I just baked the cake (still heart-shaped. What can I say, I love those pans.)

This year, I didn't even bother. This is his first birthday since marrying HWW, and I wasn't sure how it would go over with her. I have no idea why I give a shit, since she had absolutely NO problem causing turmoil in OUR marriage, but whatever. I'm too old for this shit, and I don't want to have to deal with any crap, ya know? Besides, if Studly had asked, I would have done it, but he didn't say a thing about it, so screw it. Stud Muffin actually stayed home last night, and hung out with his two best friends. (He and his one friend are still snoring away, and it's after 11:00!) It seems his father didn't really care, either, since he has a new wife to celebrate with him. So, actually, I'm the one who made out, cuz I got to hang out with my three favorite boys all night! I picked the other two up right after school, and we had blast.

Studly is going to a Valentine's Day dance tonight with "the girl." I can't stand that he's gone from being a baby to being a man in about a minute and a half. I'm letting CSJ handle tonight completely on his own. I'll be at work, anyway. Apparently, he took it upon himself to go out and buy a ton of things for Stud Muffin to give to "the girl" for Valentine's Day. Luckily, Stud Muffin isn't into all that mushy crap just yet (and neither is "the girl") so he told his dad to take it all back. All he wanted to give her was a rose. I hope they have fun tonight. It'll be the first dance he'll be going to without his posse, since this dance is for couples. I hope he loosens up and actually dances.

I came across this hilarious page, and thought I'd share it with you. It's called If Valentine's Day Cards Told the Truth. Too funny! Enjoy!

After a week of warm weather (Ok, warm to us!) it snowed last night. Only about an inch, but enough to be kind of annoying. Dorky Dog is at the groomer's right now, and all I keep thinking is that he's going to come out, want to run around in the snow/mud, and I'll have wasted the $50 they charge me to bathe and brush him. Ah, well, I hope they at least give him a Valentine bandanna tied around his neck. If they do, I'll come back later and share a picture.

I think it's time to wake up the boys. Stud Muffin wants to go to the store and get some new pants for the dance tonight, so we'd better get going since I have to leave for the bar in just over 4 hours. Ugh! I'm already tired just thinking about it...

I don't understand why Cupid was chosen to represent Valentine's Day. When I think about romance, the last thing on my mind is a short, chubby toddler coming at me with a weapon. ~Author Unknown

We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love. ~Author Unknown

If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular? ~Author Unknown

How cute are these?

My buddy, Melissa, had these on her page, and thought they were just too cute. Truthfully, as soon as I saw them, I immediately pictured my friend Smiley and her husband strolling down the street wearing them! They're called Smittens, and you can order them here.

This looks so cool...

...I think we should do it for the bar! http://mixthatdrink.com/skittles-vodka-tutorial/

Maybe a little Vagisil would help?

Yesterday was J.K.'s birthday. Her momma asked me in the morning, when she brought her to school, when a good time would be to bring up a treat. I told her that she could either bring it at 10:40, which is our lunch time, or 1:15-1:30, which is snack time, and as far as I was concerned, the better time. She then turns to J.K. and asks her what time she would prefer. I found this a bit irritating because I just got done telling her two second before that I would prefer snack time. It's hard enough for the babies to eat their actual lunch in the short amount of time they have (20 minutes). If you bring them cupcakes, or whatever, they'll NEVER eat their food, and then I'll have a bunch of wild, sugared up crazies on my hands! Not to mention that they will go all day without eating any food.

Anyway, come lunch time, we go down to the lunch room, J.K. gets her tray, and as she reached the end of the line and I handed her a spork, she says to me (with an eyeroll and a turkey neck!) "My momma pants are on fire!" My first thought was, "Holy crap! She must have heard her mom say something close to that at home." Mom has 5 children, ages 7-1 1/2. So, of course I say, "Um, excuse me?" Again she says, "My momma's pants are on fire!" I say, "WHAT in the WORLD are you talking about, Little One?!" She says, (turkey-neckin' the whole time!) "She told a story. Now her pants are on fire." (eye roll) For those of you that don't speak Englewood, telling a story means lying. That's when it hit me. Her mom lied! Liar, liar, PANTS ON FIRE! Of course, I had to bust out laughing, and then I assured her that her mom was probably waiting for snack time. Thankfully, she did.

Now J.K. also cracked me up one day a couple of months ago, and I forgot about it until today. She had been absent one day, and when she returned the next day, she handed me a note from her mom. It was your typical Please excuse J.K. for being absent yesterday. She wasn't feeling well, blah, blah, blah. Well, that day was J.K.'s turn to be our reporter for Daily News. I usually try to give the babies a little help coming up with something to report, so I said to her, "What did you do yesterday while you were home sick? Did you stay in bed all day and rest?" She rolled her eyes and kind of shook her head in disgust, and said, "My momma told a story. We had to go to the laundromat yesterday. ALL DAY!" She seemed genuinely pissed off that she had to miss school, especially to go to the laundromat!! Too funny!

Email of the Day

I may not be the most important person in your LIFE.

I just hope that when you hear my name

you smile and say THAT'S MY FRIEND!

My awesome friend, Peppy, sent me this today as an early Valentine. Naturally, I wanted to share it with my Bloggy Buddies!

The one piece or the bikini?

I'm trying to figure out which one I'll be wearing to school tomorrow, as the predicted temp for tomorrow is 63. Yes, seriously! Hell, it's 9:30 PM, and it's still 51! Plus, it's raining. Is it February or April?

Seriously?!

My widget actually says 58. I think I'm gonna go next door and help the neighbor start opening her pool...

Email of the Day

THE ITALIAN TOMATO GARDEN

An old Italian man lived alone in the country. He wanted to dig his tomato garden, but it was very hard work as the ground was hard. His only son,Vincent, who used to help him was in prison.

The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:

Dear Vincent,
I am feeling pretty badly because it looks like I won't be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. I know if you were here my troubles would be over. I know you would be happy to dig the plot for me.
Love, Dad

A few days later he received a letter from his son:

Dear Dad,
Don't dig up that garden. That's where I buried the bodies.
Love Vinny

At 4 a.m. the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son:

Dear Dad,
Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That's the best I could do under the circumstances.
Love you, Vinny

Thanks, Bro!

Where the hell am I? Part II

This time, I'm sure my widget is correct. They've been predicting a weird warm front coming all week. Right now, the widget says 55. Feels even warmer. You KNOW I've got my windows open!! The warm up started yesterday, when it was in the mid 40s. When I got home from school, the widget said 44. All that yucky, dirty snow is melting. Actually, when I woke up this morning at 6:30, I was shocked at how much the snow had melted. And, I was simultaneously disgusted, because now all the dog poop that was buried in the snow was staring at me, screaming, "Pick me up, you lazy bitch!"

OMG! Stud Muffin just went outside and started picking up dog poop all on his own. That has NEVER happened before!! He opened the door a few minutes ago to throw something in the recycling bin, and said, "Wow, it's so warm outside." Well, duh!! What the hell do you think I've been talking about all morning? Then he said, "Do you want to go sit outside for a while?" Of course!!! I had to stop myself from getting all mushy, gushy about my baby wanting to sit with me. He went out without me (cuz I'm sitting here doing this!!) and two minutes later he came back in to get some poop bags. That should give you an idea of exactly how bad it is. Even HE can't take it!!

OK, I better take advantage of the fact that Studly wants to spend time with me, so I'll be back later! I gotta go put on my shorts and tank top ;-)

Friendship

Friendship

Friendship is a magic tie

That reaches past the last good-bye,

Past the miles and past the years,

Past the laughter, past the tears.

Nothing breaks this golden strand

Spun by heart and not by hand

----Clare Mishica

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Isn't that just the sweetest? I've reread it about 10 times in the past 3 days, and I love it every time. And, you'll never guess where I found it...Highlights! Yes, the same Highlights you used to read as a kid, probably at the doctor's office like I did. Unless, of course, you were one of those lucky kids whose parents actually got them a subscription. Spoiled little brat! But, I digress... I did have a cousin who used to get them (my uncle is STILL the coolest guys I know!) and when we would visit, I would disappear with a giant pile of Highlights until it was time to go home. See, I HAVE always been a geek! It's nothing new, trust me. I used to do the same when we'd visit people who had Readers Digest in their house. (Why is it that nobody can throw those away?) I would try and read a year's worth in one visit. I suppose this is where my obsession with magazines started.

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We never had magazines in our house when we were growing up. At least not any that I wanted to read. My dad received some sportsmen/shooting/NRA magazine (He's a world champion trapshooter) but who the hell wanted to read those? My mother was a Harlequin romance kinda girl back then, definitely not a magazine girl. I, however, have a serious issue, and I probably need professional help. I have no less than 10 magazine subscriptions that come to this house. Maybe it's more...let's count...

1. Highlights*
2. Ninetendo Power*
3. Game Pro*
4. Readers Digest
5. Playboy
6. All for You
7. Family Circle
8. Woman's Day
9. Family Fun
10. First for Women
11. Woman's World
12. Everyday with Rachael Ray
13. Everyday Foods
14. Everyday Living
15. Cooks Illustrated
16. Food and Family

I think that's all. (*These come in Stud Muffin's name, but I always snatch the Highlights first. Believe it or not, he will still read through them, and he loves to do the hidden picture puzzles. He cracks me up!)

OK, so that's 16, if I didn't miss any, which is possible. This is the part where you all tell, "What the hell is wrong with you?!! If you didn't subscribe to 16 freakin' magazines, you could quit one of your jobs!!!" Believe me, I know. And, I hear it all the time from my mother (thanks, Ma!). But, I feel completely justified in my magazine addiction. First of all, magazine articles are about all I can read in my free moments. 5 minutes here, 10 minutes there is really all I have. Sundays used to be my Magazine Day, and I would take a pile of them to my room, and stay in bed reading them all day. That was BI (before Intimo!). Now, I try to catch up on my sleep and still get up in time to watch Desperate Housewives!

Anyway, another reason I feel justified in buying all these magazines is that they really are my only vice. I don't drink, I don't smoke, I don't gamble, I don't spend money on my hair or clothes, I don't care about jewelry, and I don't wear a stitch of makeup, so there's no money going there. I'm sure if you added up what 'normal' women spend on all those things (not the drinking, smoking and gambling parts!) I'm way ahead in the game.

And, finally, I'm not asking anyone to pay for my magazines. If I choose to work 3 jobs to support my habit (tee hee), that's my business. I have managed to eliminate some subscriptions in order to cut back on my spending, and if I have to do it again, I will. But, for now, this is what makes me happy. And, you can't really put a price on that, can you?

Whew! Glad I got that off my chest! Sorry to unload on my Bloggy Buddies, but I know you don't judge! ;-)

Yes, I AM aware that it's February...

...but I wanted to share this anyway. Around the holidays, a friend sent me this link to some yummy recipes. The crockpot recipes link seemed to be appreciated, so I figured I'd share this one, too. Enjoy!

http://www.northpole.com/Kitchen/Cookbook/

Sometimes I just wanna....

The same friend that sent the email below sent me this today, too. He wanted to know if I ever want to do this while I'm working at the bar...

Email of the day...

Here's my favorite email from today. I've been sent this a hundred times, so I assume some of you have seen it before, as well. But, it's still cute. Quite frankly, I don't even know if the backstory is true, but I like to think it is. Enjoy!

Fw: Today's Humor

1st grade school teacher had twenty-six students in her class. She presented each child in her classroom the 1st half of a well-known proverb and asked them to come up with the remainder of the proverb. It's hard to believe these were actually done by first graders. Their insight may surprise you. While reading, keep in mind that these are first-graders, 6-year-olds, because the last one is a classic!

1. Don't change horses until they stop running.
2. Strike while the bug is close.
3. It's always darkest before Daylight Saving Time.
4. Never underestimate the power of termites.
5. You can lead a horse to water but How?
6. Don't bite the hand that looks dirty.
7. No news is impossible.
8. A miss is as good as a Mr.
9. You can't teach an old dog new Math.
10. If you lie down with dogs, you'll stink in the morning.
11. Love all, trust Me.
12. The pen is mightier than the pigs.
13. An idle mind is the best way to relax.
14. Where there's smoke there's pollution.
15. Happy the bride who gets all the presents.
16. A penny saved is not much.
17. Two's company, three's the Musketeers.
18. Don't put off till tomorrow what you put on to go to bed.
19. Laugh and the whole world laughs with you, cry and You have to blow your nose.
20. There are none so blind as Stevie Wonder.
21. Children should be seen and not spanked or grounded.
22. If at first you don't succeed get new batteries.
23. You get out of something only what you See in the picture on the box
24. When the blind lead the blind get out of the way.
25. A bird in the hand is going to poop on you.
And the WINNER and last one!

26. Better late than Pregnant.

I've been tagged...

...by Stephanie over at Oranges Grow on Trees. I know you've all seen this one before. What the hell, I'll play along.

Here are the rules:

1) Go to the 4th folder in your computer where you store your pictures.

2) Pick the 4th picture in that folder.

3) Explain the picture.

4) Tag 4 people to do the same.

I actually posted this one here back in October. It's the jack-o-lantern Stud Muffin carved this past Halloween. Cool, right?

I'm not going to tag anyone, but feel free to tag yourself! ;-)

I'm blushing...

OK, not really, but some people might after watching this. This is seriously one of the funniest freakin' things my brother has ever sent me!! (NOT for the kiddies!!)

Email of the day

My brother emailed this to me today. It's an updated version of an old classic.

It was the first day of a school in USA and a new Indian student named Chandrasekhar Patel entered the fourth grade.

The teacher said, "Let's begin by reviewing some American History. Who said 'Give me Liberty , or give me Death'?"

She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Chandrasekhar, who had his hand up: 'Patrick Henry, 1775' he said. 'Very good!'

Who said 'Government of the People, by the People, for the People, shall not perish from the Earth?'

Again, no one responded except from Chandrasekhar. "Abraham Lincoln, 1863" said Chandrasekhar.

The teacher snapped at the class, 'Class, you should be ashamed. Chandrasekhar, who is new to our country, knows more about its history than you do.'

She heard a loud whisper: 'F*ck the Indians,'

'Who said that?' she demanded. Chandrasekhar put his hand up. "General Custer, 1862."

At that point, a student in the back said, 'I'm gonna puke.'

The teacher glares around and asks 'All right! Now, who said that?'

Again, Chandrasekhar says, "George Bush Sr. to the Japanese Prime Minister, 1991."

Now furious, another student yells, 'Oh yeah? Suck this!'

Chandrasekhar jumps out of his chair waving his hand and shouts to the teacher, "Bill Clinton, to Monica Lewinsky, 1997!"

Now with almost mob hysteria someone said, 'You little shit. If you say anything else, I'll kill you.'

Chandrasekhar frantically yells at the top of his voice, "Michael Jackson to the child witnesses testifying against him, 2004."

'The teacher fainted.

And as the class gathered around the teacher on the floor, someone said, 'Oh shit, we're screwed!'

And Chandrasekhar said quietly, "Illinois Governor Rod Blagojevich, December 9, 2008."

Thanks, Dad!

My dad sent (forwarded) me this in an email today. It may be one of the most useful things he's ever sent me. :) http://www.50plusfriends.com/cookbook/crockpot/index-5b.html You can click around the site and find an entire cookbook, not just crockpot recipes.

C comes through again!

This is an actual fantasy of mine. Just sayin....

They like me, they really, really like me....

The Bus Driver over at Tales from the School Bus bestowed upon me this lovely Lemonade Award yesterday! Too sweet. Obviously, it was before the post from hell below!

Here are the rules:
1. You must link back to the person you received the award from.

2. You have to nominate 10 bloggers who are deserving of this award!

OK, this is NOT going to be easy, as there are just way too many blogs I read on a regular basis. But, I'll give it the old college try....

1. My dear friend, Smileygirl at Live Happy. She's the reason I started blogging in the first place. She's my cousin's best friend, and I love her to death. If you've never clicked over to her blog, do yourself a favor and check it out. She makes me pee my pants on a weekly basis!

2. My bloggy buddy, Dana, at Miles to Go Before I Sleep. Dana was the first (well, ok, ONLY so far) bloggy friend that I've met in person. I loved her even more once I met her! (I have to put a 2b here, and list her fiance, JD, at Spending Time Under Trees. You should really check out his newest feature, TMI Thursday. Brace yourself...)

3. C over at Midwestern Mama with a New York Heart. Besides her great posts, she puts the most hilarious pictures/buttons/cartoons on the sidebar of her blog. If you're a regular reader, you've seen many that I've "stolen" from her blog.

4. Persnickety Ticker. The first time I ever checked out her blog, I was instantly enamored by her. She was the first person I read who had a potty mouth equal to my own! She's a hoot!

5. Clippy over at Tales from Clippy Mat. She is originally from England, now lives in Canada, and has one of the best senses of humor! Her quick wit keeps me in stitches.

6. JLo over at Almost Famous. She's a fellow educator, so she can sympathize with my Hell-Hole stories. She's also very funny. She has the most adorable little girls. She has a generous heart, too! (She just sent my babies mittens, God bless her!) And she's the reason I found...

7. Jason at The Jason Show. Just go check it out. You won't be sorry!

8. Suz at Day by Day...My Life as a Busy Bee. She tells the funniest stories, about her kids, her dogs, her husband, just life in general. Plus, she's got a KILLER new bathroom that you must check out :)

9. The Girl Next Door at Next Door 2 My Ex. First of all, I was instantly drawn to check out her blog for the Ex Factor (tee hee). I was just in awe of her living situation, and I've been hooked ever since.

10. That Girl. I've just recently discovered her blog, and I LOVE her!! I'm going to vicariously re-live my 20s through her and her blog. Plus, she says 'fuck' almost as much as I do!

I know that's 10, but I have an "honorable mention" for Bon Don at Who Throws a Cupcake? Honestly. I actually was going to list a bunch of honorable mentions, but then I realized I would be listing my entire blog list, and that's just silly! Just look over to the right, it's already there! So, check out all my Bloggy Friends, and their entertaining blogs!