Chocolate Ranting Dust Bunny Lovin’ Dear So and So Friday

Dear So and So...



Dear Readers,

Someone pissed in Mama’s Cheerios this week, don’t take it personal.  I am just a crabby pants.  Might have something to do with the humongous hormone surge coursing through my veins, but I am over it anyway.  Trust me so are others that are over it too, you aren’t the only one.  So bear with me on my rant today.  I will try to throw in some humor and niceties too.  Promise.

Love you for sticking with me,



Dear Ovaries,

Today is the big day.  Even though I know you didn’t get the medicine you were SUPPOSED to get last night because the doctors in this po-dunk town are effing STUPID and didn’t give me enough, please, please, please let Mama get some good news today.

Much apprech,



Dear Fertility “Specialist”,

I am trying.  Like REALLY, really trying.  PLEASE. DO. NOT. MAKE. ME. SMACK. YOU.




Dear UrbanDictionary.com,

Today when I looked up “Kapeesh”  in your database to see if I was spelling it right, I was pleasantly surprised to see that your definition shows The meaning is :If you don’t do this, your ass is mine.”  LOVE IT!!

You made my day,



Dear Hubby,

Seriously?? Seriously?

Bout ta smack ya,

Your wife



Dear Chocolate,

Why must you tempt me so?  Our relationship has gotten to a volatile state.  Your abuse is ruining my complexion and my love for you always keeps me coming back for more.  Please, for the love of me, remove your addiction from my brain. Eating an entire bag of your sweet, delicious peanut M&M’s is like 12318902512389057 calories, right?  So, please, I beg you.  Please.  Stop torturing me.  Please?

I will love you always,



Dear Sean,

Thank you gobs and gobs for messaging me on Facebook.  You have made my brain go into “Melancholy Overdrive” and I love it.  Fifteen years (gah! we are getting OLD) is far too long to have not heard from you.  I am so glad we have reconnected.




Dear Barnacle Baby,

I know you need me now,  but I do hope this is a passing phase.  (so do the dust bunnies building up in our house because of your little “show” of affection lately) Making Mommy hold you all day every day isn’t going to do wonderful things for your self esteem, especially if this goes on till you leave for college.  Your Prom date isn’t going to want Mommy there.  Just something to think about.

Love you,



Dear Readers,

Thank you for putting up with me today.  I do hope that you chose to participate in Dear So and So.  Just  click here to go to Kat’s Blog and get the button for your page.

Have a fantastic weekend!!!

Thanks for reading!!




16 Responses to “Chocolate Ranting Dust Bunny Lovin’ Dear So and So Friday”

  1. 1 Kat
    August 7, 2009 at 10:38 am

    Me and Chocolate have a long standing on again off again relationship. I love it but the size of my ass doesn’t.

  2. August 7, 2009 at 11:30 am

    Ahhhh, best of luck to you on your BIG DAY today!!!!

    I’d keep my fingers crossed for ya, but it makes typing rather hard and then it looks like this:


    See. Not good.

    Have a great Friday!


  3. August 7, 2009 at 12:59 pm

    I can’t tell you how many times Urban Dictionary has made my day.

    It can ruin it, too, though… don’t look up “blumpkin”…

    • 6 Cass
      August 7, 2009 at 5:59 pm

      oh thanks, like I could NOT look it up after you said that… that is wrong on so many levels! haha

  4. 7 Mary
    August 7, 2009 at 4:22 pm

    Glad you like ‘barnacle baby’. I just can’t think of a better term for the ultra-clinging state 😉

    Don’t get discouraged about the current stuff hun…it will happen when it’s meant to. Gotta do the parental thing today (mine, that is lol) but I’m here for ya. xoxoxox

  5. 9 Mary
    August 7, 2009 at 8:25 pm

    that’s what she said. (sorry! I had to! You know me! Hope you’re smiling!)

    Maybe catch you later and we can both vent xoxo

  6. August 8, 2009 at 8:47 am

    LOL! Thank you for a smile to start the day. I loved the part about “someone p***ing in your Cheerios” and totally understand about dealing with hormones. 🙂 You are teaching me a lot, not just about the subject of your blog but about how to be funny.

    Btw do you like being called Cass or Cassi? You signed one of your posts as Cassi.


  7. August 8, 2009 at 6:50 pm

    Wishing you and your ovaries some really good luck!

  8. August 8, 2009 at 8:41 pm

    Growing up in an Italian family, Kapeesh was used a lot; I was unaware of the technical definition until now 😉

    I know it’s so lame to say hang in there, but I’m not sure what else to say, so hang in there!

    • 16 Cass
      August 11, 2009 at 1:06 pm

      I am Italian too! So yes, it was used frequently in our house and is still used in mine. 😉

      It’s not lame! So thank you!!

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