Ugh. Summer has fried what's left of my brain!

To all of my fans, please excuse my long absence. It's been a rough summer. My summer has included scorching temps, bored kids, & so many crazy stories in the news that have induced more rage in me than that 9 day traffic jam in China. Hubs has been put on nicotine lozenges by yours truly. I've not bought him any chewing tobacco in almost a week. It's not a big show of love or concern for him as much as it's trying to prevent myself from being his end of life cancer caretaker. Cancer may still get him, but I'm trying to head it off. The picture to the left is Hubs. He's so handsome, but that would change if a surgeon had to remove part of his face just so he could live.

For those of you in the know, I've stopped communicating with my insane, bipolar, paranoid schizophrenic brother Kenny. Literally, it was too much crazy & if I want crazy, I've got Hubs & my kids. Hubs is like an I-phone app. You want crazy? I've got an app for that!

I'm still an atheist trapped in hillbilly Christian hell. I gave religion a shot when we moved up here, but honestly there's only so much I can take of hypocrites. When you spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to spread the word of "Skydaddy" to the heathens but there's poor people in Rison that are illiterate or hungry or both, you lost me. Especially the petition to outlaw gay adoption in Arkansas. These churches protest abortion or gay adoptions, but then they do absolutely nothing to help with the unwanted children. OK, sometimes they do food drives for an orphanage somewhere else. But that doesn't negate the hypocrisy or the judgmental attitudes they perpetuate.

The wicked & brutal heat will hopefully be gone in the next month. I thought Vegas heat was exceptional. At least in Vegas there was shopping, or concerts, or decent eats. I have to drive at least an hour away to find anything approaching any of that. I do resent that, but I haven't found a solution yet. Currently, I'm enjoying a genteel kind of poverty. As long as I don't want to do too much, I can do anything I want. I say I, but that's including the kids. We're a package deal.

Life recently has included copious amounts of Twitter, reading, & of course Nick Jr. Sweetie, our cat, has wisely eschewed indoors during the daytime. Smart move, kitty! So, without Sweetie to keep me company or distract the kids, I've become more introspective. I'm just not sure what to do with myself anymore. I'm being inundated by bad news every single day, especially from the war front against the Teabaggers. The world's injustices & ills seem so great, so insurmountable. So glad I never followed through on my childish desire to become an attorney. And it was thoroughly childish. Seriously, I know myself. After 36 years, I should. And I know that I never would've been a great debater. It's feeling good to bury some of these childish aspirations & try to accept where life has taken me. What I'm looking for now is an attainable goal. Something I can achieve. Diaper changes are what my life is comprised of now. But when all the kids go to school, I know it will be time to start on something for me.