I've long used the word above as a synonym for a more colorful phrase. Yes, years of Catholic school ( I don't know what else to blame it on) have attributed to my mouth that sometimes sounds like it belongs to a sailor - mostly when I am driving.
I came home today at noon, due to a migraine. I used to brag about my one time a year headache and bemoan my impending death. HA, well - now I am getting migraines and while yesterday I should have heeded the warning of the pressure on my eyeball that felt like it was going to pop out of my skull throughout the day, I barreled through getting ready this morning refusing to recognize other signs such as the sore, stiff neck and EVERYTHING seemed too bright or too loud this morning.
So I came home to rest (that lasted for about 5 minutes) and then I started on homework. I turned on the TV, so the quietness of the house would not be deafening, to the Food Network channel where there was a commercial for
I know, we all secretly love and loathe Martha all at once. I even have an Aunt named Mary and she is such a Martha groupie, we now call her Aunt Mary Martha. Even better, how fun - to be able to poke fun at your mom on national TV. OK, I love my mom but there are days were I would be able to fill an hour slot of poking fun - EASILY and when your mom is over the top and ever so talented Martha - WHY THE HELL NOT?
Ok, now I feel guilty (Definitely a result of Catholic School) -
Shout out to Sherrie, I love you mamacita. You are the most kind, giving and loving person I know. Love, your kiddo (you know, the good one).
While my brain is feeling less like it will implode it is now sore. From.Being.In.Pain. I'll be back when I am feeling better. Bleh. I mean Bye :-) - ouch, it even hurts to smile.
EDIT** - Thank you Chlomid for the migraines, never had them before I took that IF drug.