Tuesday, November 8, 2011


I'm a little ticked off today.

Okay, make that a lot ticked off.

My dad should be at home.

The judge should be exiled to a remote island full of snakes.

And I would like to sleep through the night.

I do not like this situation at all. I kind of want to scream and kick something. And I have a plethora of very choice words in my head. "Dang it" not being one of them.

Life. It isn't fair. Not one bit.

I think I will just sit in a puddle of mad today and wallow in it for a while.


  1. One of my goals in life (I'm kinda serious) is to open a venue in a big concrete warehouse stocked with good protective eyewear and piles of ugly china that women can throw against the wall when they're feeling the rage. Wanna be my partner? :)

    Love you for sharing this.

  2. Kerri,
    That sounds like a perfect idea! Yes, I will be your partner. :) Thanks for your encouragement.


  3. Uh, gals, there's not enough china (ugly or not) in the world for the venue to operate for more than a couple of months. Also, I believe the women should be given a choice of exactly what they really want to throw against the wall. Free Range Rage Range.

  4. Oh Sarah. I'm so sorry. And I'd love to be there for the grand opening of this new and fabulous place where china can be thrown as a means for getting rid of rage. Love it.

  5. Me too, sis. Me too.

  6. I'm so sorry to hear of your dad. I know you and your family have been through so much. Our prayers are with you.