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Since I am going to see my Steelers play tonight, I thought I would show off my lucky Steelers panties. I also couldn't help touching my hot spot because watching my Steelers play, especially watching Alan Faneca play, gets me WET! Oh Yes, Go Steelers!!





















Talk amongst yourselves, I'll give you a topic:

One night stands

Are they naughty or not a big deal?

Discuss

Won't You Join Me In My Happy Place?

Today I have to go back for round two of my root canal. For those of you who have not experience the joy of joys involved in getting a root canal, it is a three part procedure. So instead of me whining about the pain I’m in and the continued pain I’m going to be in which will in turn make Lady K brush her teeth 12 times in a row ~ No, I’m going to find myself a happy place…..















Look at that little face. That is 3.4 lbs of cuteness! My Happy Place needs that 3.4 lbs of cuteness there.















See this. This is two tickets to the Steelers game tomorrow night. My Happy Place wouldn’t be complete without some Steelers action going on. You know, some people spend their Labor Day Weekend visiting family. Others go to the beach. Nope, nope, nope…Pud goes to Pittsburgh! What’s that you say? I’m obsessed!?! I prefer to think of it as passionate.

Hey! Don't judge me! I’m in My Happy Place!

I Blame It On My Teeth Pain

So this morning as I’m driving to work, I had a bit of road rage. I was in a lane to turn on to a major highway and then that lane has to merge into one lane before you get on the highway. Well, me and this other guy in the car next to me take off when the light turns green. I am driving faster than he is so I am in front of him. This displeases him so, and he starts honking at me. People, it is 5:45 am and I am in no mood to be honked at! So I did what any half-awake person whose teeth are hurting and she’s on pain medication would do: I slammed on my brakes to teach him a lesson! Now don’t get all excited he didn’t rear end me or anything…but the battle began. We both start racing down the parkway to get away from each other when catches up to me and flips me off before he steps on the gas to get out of there. Well I’m not having that! So I race down the parkway after him, catch up to him, roll down my window and hang my body half out of it to flip him off!

As I am turning off the parkway to get to work it hit me: I have an important meeting at work today so I am wearing a business suit. I just hung out the window in said business suit to flip some dude off. Classy! Wow! That was all way too much drama to be happening so early in the morning on the Fairfax County Parkway. Where’s my Percocet?

I Had A Hell Of A Weekend!

So on Friday morning I had to have an emergency root canal done. Yeah, it sucked BAD!! Remember the story I told you about my dentist’s nurse screwed up on my porcelain crown? If not go here to refresh your memory. Well, since that was all jacked up, it jacked up my tooth even worse and it killed the nerve in that tooth. After dealing with the pain for a month I had enough and called a different dentist. The dentist showed me my x-rays and yep, the nerve was dead. So a root canal was done. So I spent my weekend in pain and drugged up.

I’ve had bad dentistry done on me ever since I was a kid. When will I ever have a good experience at the dentist? Has anyone ever had a good dentist? If so, let me know. I’m going to your dentist from now on.

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I was feeling in a Goth mood. So this is what you get. Enjoy the treat of two HNT shots!




































Happy HNT!

I Ain't Got Nothing To Say Today

I'm still stewing about my Nazi neighbors. So enjoy some Will Ferrell.

We're Going Streaking

I Live In A Nazi Compound!

Today when I woke up to go to work I had no car sitting in front of my house. Seeing that I am pretty confident that I live in a good neighborhood, I decided to wait and call the housing association first before I called the police. The housing association told me that yes, my car got towed because a neighbor complained that I didn’t have my housing association sticker on my car. The housing association told me that they do not go around having cars towed for they don’t make any money for doing that. Someone has to complain and they then call a towing company.

So now I am angry at all of my neighbors. Why couldn’t they just leave an anonymous note on my car saying “Display your sticker or move your car!” I could have lived with that. But NO! They had to be big pansies and rat me out and have my car towed! Of course the housing association wouldn’t tell me which neighbor dropped a dime for fear I would egg their house and car in the middle of the night (which I totally would).

So now I have some Nazi neighbor lurking around making sure everyone is following the housing association rules. Never mind this Nazi is too chicken shit to actually say anything to anyone.

So I’ve got my eye out for this Nazi. I’m staring all my neighbors down to see which ones won’t look me in the eye. When the time is right, the eggs will fly at night.

ARGH@$#%

Okay people...at least one of you out there is a closet Boy George fan. One of you must be because this shit is still making the news. So, the sooner someone admits to being a Boy George fan, the sooner we can do an intervention and save you from the insanity!

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Seeing that everyone likes to see different aspects of me besides my ass. Here...enjoy my legs. Happy HNT!




























So when was the last time you lusted for something in life?

I've Had About Enough!

I was so glad that when I got to work this morning and logged on to the Internet that I did not see Day 3 of Boy George’s community service. Is anyone else sick of hearing about him doing community service for two days in a row? Yeah, I know. That’s like asking if a baby bear shits in the woods. But I can’t believe journalist spent two days reporting this. I mean, are we just that fascinated by a drug using 80’s has been? Is there a big fan base still? I can’t believe other issues such as the Israel-Lebanon cease fire and the warning of soon-to-be rising cost of gas is such back page news as compared to Boy George sporting an orange vest to pick up trash.



















Oh, and I’m so damn sick of hearing about Suri sightings! Tom Cruise is a freak! Are people really that surprised that he is hiding out his kid? I don’t give a damn that it has been four months since her birth and no one has seen her. Why is that such big news? And the fuzzy ass picture that is out trying to claim that is Suri. I can't see shit in this picture. How crazy are reporters getting?














I just think reporters must be getting desperate if this is all the “good” stuff they have to report on. Am I alone in this thinking?

Because You Wanted To Know About It

In my sidebar I have 101 Things About Me. In that list #36 states I was married to a gay man. Well, I keep getting e-mails asking about my marriage to the gay man. Normally, I don’t like to share it with the world because I don’t like to admit that I had broke gaydar back in the day and didn't see the signs till it was too late. So instead of getting into grand details of it, I will just answer some of the questions that get e-mailed to me:

1. How long into your marriage till you realized he was gay?

It took about 2 years into our marriage when I started to realize things were funny. Most notably when I thought I would surprise him when he came home with nothing on and Pepsi in my hand. He walked in the door and threw a fit about how I better not have drank the last Pepsi because he was thirsty (never mind hot wife standing naked before him).

2. Did you notice any “signs” that he was gay?

I noticed that we only had sex once a month if I was lucky and really begged for it. I also noticed that I would go to work in a military uniform that is NOT form flattering with no make-up on and get hit on left and right, but would come home and walk around naked and never get a look in my direction.

3. Did you ever ask him if he was gay?

Yes. He never said yes or no. He just didn’t answer me. So that is when I left him because if a man is not gay he will throw a screaming fit to prove he is not. But not my gay ex. He just ignored me.

4. Did he ever “come out” after you left him?

Sort of. Four short months after I left him he bought a house with some guy. I met this guy and he clearly was on fire. The way they had the house decorated, yeah, there was no doubt in my mind.

So there you have it. I married a man who was gay and was hiding behind me to try and hide it. Do I have anything against gay people? No. I just wish there wasn’t so much stigma against it that they feel they have to hide it and use others to help them hide it.

I think the universe is trying to tell me something. This past weekend I get a call from another "blast from the past" friends of mine. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm glad old friends of mine are getting back in touch with me. But it is kind of freaky that this has happened two weekends in a row. When things like this happen, my mind starts to wonder:

Is the universe trying to tell me I'm a good friend and people want to stay in touch?

Is the universe trying to tell me I'm a bad friend and I need to stay in touch better?

Am I to rethink who my friends are?

Why did MTV cancel The Young Ones?

Oops...sorry. I guess my mind wondered way off. I better go retrieve it.

Happy 200th Post To Me!

Wow! 200 big ones have rolled around. Makes me wonder where time went. I remember back in the day, I started this blog to only post Athena’s quotes. Look at me now! I have branched out to do HNT and bore you all with tales of my love for the Pittsburgh Steelers.

These 200 posts have been an adventure. Blogging has become my “reality TV” as I’m so addicted to reading everyone’s blog and finding out what is going on in their lives. And I’ve “met” a lot of cool bloggers along the way and picked up some new lingo such as Brown Bag Your Ass and Gonzo.

Well I don’t want to get all sappy here and make everyone start to cry, so I’ll just finish by saying, I POSTED 200 TIMES! CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT SHIT!?!


*UPDATE* Not only have I posted 200 times, I've also inspired a name for a band:


















Good luck Lurch!

And, I drove Rat so crazy that I inspired him to crack out a scientific method to do this.

200 posts has been quite the ride! (Nonny ~ Behave yourself!)

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For this HNT, I thought I would show a rare shot of my chest. This is definately not my best asset. This pic was inspired by Nonny. Yeah, it's safe to say she wants me because she dreams of me being in this wet wife beater.



















Happy HNT!

Questions & Randomness

I have all kinds of questions today, such as:

When is Pissy coming back from Atlanta?

Does Landis really think we are buying his theory of he “unknowingly ingested” testosterone?

Where is my belly ring?

How many more days till Halloween?

Why did Constantinople change it’s name to Istanbul? Or is that nobody’s business but the Turks?

Who would I like to have hot bi-sexual sex with first? Mel, Nonny, CP or Jmeped? That is a tough decision because I would love to kiss Mel. Oh to touch Nonny’s abs of steel. I could bury my face in CP’s boobs. And Jmeped looks like she could show me a trick or two. Wow! That just got awfully erotic there, didn’t it? I should submit that to Miss Regina’s blog.

That’s all the questions I have for right now. I’ll keep you up-to-date if I have any more.

Pud - OUT

Knowledge is Power!

Several years ago, someone told me that Julie Andrews was Tori Spellings mother. At the time I thought, “what a shame Tori didn’t get her mother’s looks”. I never bothered to do any kind of research on whether this was true or not because let’s face it, I could give two shits less about Tori Spelling. I can also toss in Lindsey Lohan, Hillary Duff and Paris Hilton into this vat of “I could care less”. So tell me anything you want about them, I’m not expending any kind of energy to find out if it is true or not.

So any way, I’m getting my hair done the other week when I read in one those celebrity magazines that Tori’s mother kept her away from her father’s death bed. But her mother wasn’t Julie Andrews. So that got me thinking of how much “celebrity knowledge” I don’t have and just talk out my ass. And it is funny how with friends and people at work, we’ll get in arguments over this celebrity or that celebrity, but yet none of know what we are talking about.

Like when the whole Christy Brinkley scandal went down. There was actually a heated discussion in my office on how many times she has been married and how many kids she has. Only thing anyone could agree on was that she was married to Billy Joel and had a daughter with him. So while every one was arguing, I decided to Wikipedia her ass and find out the skinny.

So that’s advice according to Pud…if you have to expend any kind of energy on researching a celebrity…use Wikipedia. Because it is the bible of everything don’t you know.

Updates On....

My Toshiba that took me forever to get…Well…I LOVE IT!! I have my entire music library on there and then some. I took all my old CDs and burned them onto it. So no more CDs for me and no more of me burning CDs from my library. I love the fact that I can listen to my Toshiba thru my car stereo, so I don’t have to worry about if I brought my favorite CD with me on a long road trip. I have my entire music library so I’m set. So yes, that thing has been worth the hassle.

My sunburned legs are not red or in pain anymore. They are starting to peel though, and I look like I have some sort of freak leper disease going on with them. Yeah…I’ve been going thru aloe like it’s nothing. But I’m still peeling like a snake.

I didn’t get to see Talladega Nights this past weekend. I know, I know...after I carried on and on about it. Instead, I went to a military reunion of sorts. I got a call from someone I was in the military with that I hadn’t seen in two years. So a bunch of us got together to catch up. It seemed like some things have never changed. They are all still living in the area they were living in when they were in the military and still doing the same things. A few of us branched out and have been improving ourselves and striving for better, but for the rest…same shit, different day.

I have a question for everyone, do you think what this guy has going on with his crotch is real?

Time To Talk About Something Else

I know how much you all love talking about Alan Faneca and my Steelers as much as I do, but c'mon people it's time to move on and football season will be here before you know it.

Anyhoo, I am so excited about Will Ferrell's new movie Talladega Nights. Rotten Tomatoes has given it a fresh rating. I love Will Ferrell. It doesn't matter what movie he is in, I will always find him hilarious. I don't care if Will Ferrell is in a movie where all he does is paint a fence. I would still pay $10 to see it in the theater because to me he is that damn funny.

Speaking of funny, enjoy this clip of a classic of Will Ferrell on Saturday Night Live that got his off the wall comedy started:

Will Ferrell SNL Classic




Have a great weekend everybody!

HNT

I thought about posting a pic of my sunburned chest that I got while at Steelers training camp, but I decided that it would be best to show what didn't get burned. After all, it is my best asset.


















Oh, and for all of those who were wondering what I did when Alan Faneca was that close to me: I announced that I was going to grab his butt, which in turned got me a surprise "what!?!" when I snapped that pic. And yes I did grab it. But I wasn't able to get a pic of me doing it.

Happy HNT!