See!! I did it again!

I am horrible at this. I used to do so well at the blogging factor. This time around I just get lazy, or busy, or feel uncreative. I have tried to update this many times since February. I would write a few sentences and then quit. I need to do this for my own sanity. I have given up on a hand written journal as well for the moment. I need to get out of this uncreative state of mind! Here goes......

I wonder why a ton of my friends have told me to go into work in the adult industry. Is it because I am horror-porno fat? I am thinking that's the issue. I have had friends who have told me I need to be a dominatrix. Well... I don't know how much that works for me. I mean dominating is fun from time to time, but I am also a little submissive. To make a career out of domination seems a little odd to me. I don't think I could do any of this stuff with a straight face. I have heard from others that I have a great voice and should be a phone sex operator. That's another profession I don't think I would be very good at. Yet again I don't think I would be about to keep a straight face the whole time. The whole time I would be trying not to laugh. "What would you like me to do to you" *snicker giggle* "Oh that sounds... *snicker* hot". Yeah I just don't think that would be right for me. So what is it about me that screams "SHOULD WORK IN THE ADULT INDUSTRY"? I am pondering what it could be. I have a strong personality? I have no talent besides making the sex? Sigh... I have no idea where it comes from. I should explore that further.

So, now what is going on in my life worth recounting?

The 4th of July. I woke up exceptionally early to get my best friend downtown to do hair for her work's float in the 4th of July parade. 6:15 and I was out of bed. Not exactly how I wanted to start my morning, but the promise of sitting down and actually watching it with Dee sounded lovely. Last year we were in the parade. We were hot and miserable. But it was all for Dee. She was 4 and being in the parade made her feel so awesome. It made me feel lame and embarrassed. Annnnyway. This year we were told to show up at 8am so the hair could be done and we would be out in time to get to our seats and watch in the shade. Well.... no one showed up besides us... till 9:10am. We were beyond irritated. Well not so much me, but my friend was livid. She was mad because she had to get me and my cranky daughter out of bed super early to get there. Then she wasn't even gonna be in it, she was doing them a favor by doing EVERYONE'S hair. She also made synthetic hair pieces for the band. Who, she was assure had hair long enough for a pony tail so they would have enough for the piece to clip into. Well... Of course the band all had short hair. So she spent money and 60 hours of her time unpaid to make hairpieces for the band and other hairstylists. Then in the end, even though she had told her boss we weren't gonna be in it this year; they brought out the wagon and told Dee to get in with Uni (another hair stylists daughter) like she did last year. And with that we were sucked into the parade. AGAIN! Thankfully I kind of guessed this would happen so i prepared by actually putting on makeup and making my hair look nice (with a clip in of pink, black, and blonde synthetic hair) And I even wore a dress. Man I'm glad I wasn't just wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I'm glad I didn't roll out of bed and into the car, as I would normally do. LOL "roll out of bed and into the car". I just had a mental image of me doing exactly that. YES I have decided to keep this a little on the stream of consciousness side! Hooray.

I have no idea why we make our holidays so stressful. Usually after the madness of the parade I am stuck going downtown to look at the booths. So those thousands of people who just watched me in the parade are everywhere. All touching me and each other as we are stuck, in the heat, buying over-priced - lukewarm food and drinks. Bleh. This year we got to skip it all together and walked to a friend's house and relaxed. At least for a little while. Dee has fifth disease and that was used as an excuse to get out of stuff this year. Which I think was an excellent idea. But it's true, heat really exacerbates the rash that comes with fifth disease. By the time we were done with the parade Dee had it all over her arms legs and face. We ran into people we knew afterwards and there were noises of horror when seeing Dee's rash. After the relaxing trip to our other friend's house it was off to K's in laws house for drinks (not me, I was DD) and pool time (not me, I had no suit). I just sat in a lounge chair and kept nodding off. Not for long mind you, for like seconds and then my head motion would wake me up. Kinda like what happens to me on the bus. Haha. But really, I didn't stop moving and go to bed till 2am. Normally i like to make it home for a nap. Do the hell of downtown till like 1 or 2. Then go home and don't leave till 5 or 6 for bbqs. Too much activity for me in one little day. Its like that on Christmas and Thanksgiving too. Yikes.

Time for bed. More later! Hey I'm doing it! I am continuing this if its the last thing I do.