Monthly Archives: July 2011

Life’s A Bitch, (Oops!) I Mean Beach

Life’s A Bitch, (Oops!) I Mean Beach

What a week! About 3 hours and 26 minutes ago, I awakened on my front porch, stuffed in a black trash bag;  with only my head exposed and duct tape placed over my mouth. The last thing I remember is standing on the House floor, dressed from head to toe in dollar bills. According to an article in the Huffington Post, I apparently pointed a squirt gun at Boner’s head and saturated him with buffalo semen. (I can only guess where I acquired buffalo semen.) I have a vague recollection of signing up for a bus trip to Washington at a recent L.L.L.L. meeting – Lifelong Luscious Lady Liberals. The Big Irishman dropped me off at the bus station and the rest they say is mystery. Or is it, “The rest they say is history?” Doesn’t really matter. The fact of the matter is that as a result of my horrid transgressions, I was forced to serve 2 weeks as an aide to John McCain. Alcatraz would have been less heinous. I also suspect that I was given mind-altering drugs like Forgetfulness Juice. This is the thanks I get for doing my part to move the debt ceiling crisis toward a reasonable resolution. Boner, next time I’ll fill my weapon with donkey piss. Oh yes, never fear, the Amazing Zippered Woman will yet again walk the halls of Congress. I WILL NOT BE SILENCED !!!

Did I mention that before my sojourn in Washington, Tom and I spent an amazing week at the beach with all our kids and grandkids. We are even more convinced that our three kids and their amazing spousi (plural of spouse) are among the most wonderful, amazing human beings to have ever walked the earth ….. and they make adorable, brilliant babies.

  Yoga on the beach. Or was it cocktails on the beach? Who’s the old broad with the great legs?

 Wow, am I a lucky woman? He named his wetsuit SPANX.

                   

Odds and Ends

Odds and Ends

The Brennan Clan is leaving tomorrow morning for a week at the beach. I don’t think I’ve ever been so excited about a vacation. Having all my Grandbabies and all that sand and sea for a whole week is as close to paradise as I’ll ever get. I’m not sure what my blogging situation will be while we’re gone, but I have taken steps to maintain communication. I downloaded an app. on my iPhone from WordPress, but it remains to be seen if I can figure it out. Keep checking – maybe I’ll be able to post at least some beach pictures. However, a picture of me in my bathers may bring the whole site down.

Now, I want to give you the latest news on Baby Stella. She is still critical, but holding her own. Her kidneys are beginning to wake up and she is still on the ventilator. Her chest remains open because of swelling and fluid. She is so strong and continues to valiantly fight against incredibly long odds. Mama and Daddy and all the Grandparents are hanging in there, but no one is able yet to breathe a sigh of relief.

I want to wish all my Dear Readers a happy and safe Independence Day. This picture says it all.

Miss Olive salutes America.