So boy do I ever feel like shit. It has been about a year since I last posted. Hmmmm. Well magically I had another birthday (crazy how THAT happens, right?) and we celebrated at Jamie's awesome bar Top of Tacoma. This was a night of trying out a new drink. Well, new to me really. Gin and Tonics. Usually I stick to that curdle in your gut foofy shit like smith and wessons. Always a good time. So yes, the milestone came and went and still I felt, well exactly the same. Still have grey hair poppin up that I feverishly dye, still am always looking forward to finding the best skin cream, etc. The usual girl crap. My kids are getting older which is rad. One of the main reasons I haven't written. That and my lackluster etsy business which I have been trying to work on. But now with people and their biz pages on Twitter, Facebook, etc. it all seems like such a freaking hassle just to sell a cool ass shirt. I mean, where is Billy Mays when you need him to sell your vintage Hawaiian shirt for the low price of $19.99? Doh. Didn't see that one coming at all. I still want to buy Billy's Big City Sliders though. Loved him yelling at me to buy random stuff at 2 o'clock in the morning. Ya and since MJ died the world is in overdrive with every aspect of his life. My fondest memory was when I was in second grade, selling pepperoni sticks and chocolate bars door to door. What was my prize? A MJ poster. Of course. The one where he was in white with the yellow vest. So hoo-rah to you, the internet world. Thanks for your time and maybe I'll write again soon on this dang page. PS. I'm the one with the leopard print tattoo.
Peace and grease
Jooley
