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A Sexy and Musical Dear So and So Letters of Intent

Dear So and So...

Letters of Intent


Dear Glee,

I am pretty sure you love the pants off me, and that is why you hired Mark Salling who plays Noah.  Hope he doesn’t mind being in many future, and *ahem* past, naughty dreams of mine.


I can’t be responsible if Hubby wakes up one morning soon with a Mohawk.  🙂 Oh yeah, who’s your Mama?




Dear Hubby,

Thank you kindly for stopping at the grocery store last week and picking up some needed food items for me.  And thank you even more for going back in even after you had already paid to pick me up the newest copy of People so that I could read the article on Jaycee Dugard before the new issue of people came out that next day.

However, you will forgive my laughter and constant giggles when I walk by the kitchen counter and notice the “Country Music” edition of People that you got instead sitting there.  It was so kind of you, really it was, but I can’t help but laugh, me being the country music buff and all.  Lol

Now if only I knew some of the people this magazine is about.  Anyone wanna fill me in on some Country stars? *shrug*


The Wife


Dear Jill,

OMG I am so stoked for my Jesus Is Not Offended Wall Calendar!!!  I would be willing to bet my life savings that you will be able to retire off of sales of the new calendar.  You are so amazingly talented.  Your artistic skills can only be compared to that of DaVinci or Michelangelo.  Honestly, I think you put the two of them to shame.

Anxiously watching the mail for my prize,



Dear Hubby,

Wednesday night, you fell asleep on the couch.  While I was typing *this* blog (planning ahead :)) you sat up, looked straight at me (or… maybe past me… anyhoo…) and you said “We will do it tomorrow night!” and promptly fell back down and into slumber.  I had to laugh.

Now, I am just trying to figure out what “doing” will be done.  Heh heh heh 😉

Oddly turned on,

The wife


Dear Nick Jr (formarly known as Noggin),

Usually I am totally irritated by all of your nonsense, even though Monkey seems to think you’re all good.  But this… this? is so frickin’ awesome!

Humming Three Little Birds a lot lately,



Dear Monkey,

I love that you are suddenly being all Mommy needy right now.  Yes that is selfish of me because you are usually a Daddy’s boy.  But I am soaking that shizzle UP!  I love how you want to be held all the time and how you always want to be on my lap.  One thing that I really enjoy is playing the “what’s that” game with you.  You know… where you point to my hair and say “wuzzat?” and I say “that is Mommy’s Hair” and you point to my nose and say “wuzzat?” and I say “Mommy’s nose” and you stick your finger in my eye and say “wuzzat?” and I say “OWE OWE MY EYE MY EYE!!” and you laugh at me.  Fun times.  Sooo… let’s keep playing that, but with less… intensity.  Nnkay?

Love you baby!


Dear Jon Gosselin,


I just threw up in my mouth,



Dear Kelly,

Thank you for emailing me today.  You sent me the most hilarious joke I have heard!

It is a new take on the 3 little pigs nursery rhyme.

The Big Bad Wolf said,

I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house down!

The three little pigs said,

Fuck off or we’ll sneeze on you!

Rolling on the floor,



Dear Readers,

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Have a fantastic weekend!!!


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Ruhroh Rorge! Random is as Random Does! RTT


If you want to play along with Random Tuesday Thoughts, go here to get the widget and add your name to Mr. Linky.

I am so glad it is RTT because my brain is SOOOO random right now it is nauseating.  You have been warned.  Huge Randomness comin’ at ya.

As a matter of fact, my super overactive brain has caused me to lose quite a bit of sleep lately.  Every night when I think I am tired enough, I go crawl into bed and then as if on cue my brain starts going a million miles an hour.  With LOTS of stuff.  From the mundane like the fact that for over a week now, I keep forgetting to buy myself toothpaste and at any moment I will not be able to brush my teeth without using toddler Vewwy Bewwy paste… to the super critical decision making like Christmas with the family and baby making.  (Not in that order)  If this keeps up, they are going to put me in a padded cell.  Which I guess will be ok, just as long as Jill is in the padded room next to me. *grin*

The lack of sleep has a lot to do with the memory foam mattress that we have that I hate with a passion dislike.  It has screwed up my back and neck.  (Even worse than it was screwed up before I got the stupid annoying bed.)  So tomorrow I am going to have a massage!!  WOOHOO!  Pamper me baby for one full hour! YES!

Oh, I almost forgot!  Speaking of Jill, she had a ackward fantabulous giveaway yesterday, which I apparently won, even though I didn’t know I entered.  Please click here to check out my creepy amazing prize.  It’s guaranteed to give you the willies make you laugh!  No, seriously… HEELARIOUS.  Must see. *wink*

Hubby is sick and is staying home tomorrow…. err today.  (I am writing this Monday night in my insomnia fog… go figure).  I just hope it isn’t the flu.  Or the piglet flu either.  Cause both would suck.  Not to mention, it would REALLY suck (for him) if he has to sleep on the back porch as to not infect the rest of us.  And Monkey will totally back me on this.  We will just wave at him from the backdoor.  And hurl chicken soup from a window.

Can you take too much Airborne?  I hope not.  I had 5 of them yesterday, and plan to take probably the same amount today.  And I have made Monkey wash his hands 239841032985 times since he woke up.

Funny conversation with Hubby about Supper plans on Sunday:

Hubby:  What’s for dinner?

Me:  Brinner.

Hubby:  What the heck is brinner?

Me:  Brinner?  It’s breakfast.  Breakfast for dinner?  Brinner?  Get it?

Hubby:  HaHaHa, that’s funny!  I never heard that before.

Me:  Really? Well I didn’t make it up so I can’t take credit.

Hubby:  How come it’s not called Brupper?


He cracks me up.

I finally got all of the bugs MURDERED in our house.  YAY!!  And wouldn’t you know it, Danny, that I talked about here and here NEVER called and NEVER showed up!  How insane is that?!?!  Total lack of respect.  Irritates the shit out of me!  I can’t figure out how businesses stay in business with these customer service skills.  It baffles me.

I was browsing MckMama‘s photography website yesterday and she has this song playing.  It is A la Claire Fontaine from the movie The Painted Veil.  Which was an awesome movie, imo.  Anyhoo… I just keep hearing this song over and over and over in my head.  So of course I had to get it on iTunes.  It is so beautiful.

I got this picture message with this note on my cell phone yesterday from my Dad.

downsized951023090938Pic of Ruhroh driving out of our lives for the last time.  Sniff.

That was the car I learned to drive in.  Astro Mini Van.  The coolest of the cool.  The license plates said Ruhroh.  To this day it is the only car I have ever been able to parallel park.  Shut up!

I totally cried when I got the text.  Weird?  Perhaps.  But it makes me sad to know that it is gone.  All four of us kids drove that car over the years.  I remember the fun we used to have in it on long car rides up to the mountains.  There was only a bench seat (not enough space for 4 kids) so we put 2 bean bags in the way back for seats.  Seat belts?  We don’ need no stinkin’ seat belts!

It makes me sad.  Times they are a changin.  *sigh*

What do you think of my new signature? I got bored of the old one.  I really want to redo my blog page again, but I am soooo bad at that!  And I don’t know anyone who designs WordPress blogs.  It seems everyone does Blogger ones.  How lame is that?  Yes, April, I am talking to you! LOL

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about moi…

Hi, my name is Cass. I am married to an amazing man who loves me unconditionally. I’m a stay at home mom to a rockin’ 2 year old boy who I call Monkey. I have an 12 year old step-daughter who lives in another state. We miss her daily. We also have two fur babies, Daisy and Jazz, who keep us on our toes. They are awesome!

I am a complete goofball, a photographer and a constant out loud thinker. I am a grammar challenged, vulgar, cursing, sex obsessed Big Mama fumbling through life. Among other things, I battle PCOS causing infertility, Bi Polar, Anxiety and OCD.

Currently I am riding the fertility roller coaster in an attempt to make Monkey #2. This blog is about a little of everything. I hope you enjoy. Read at your own risk!


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