In the Begining...

In the beginning...
well hmm where do I start, so I began blog today because I broke my thumb out of anger, and I need an outlet... I mean lets get real breaking your thumb is not the best way to discover you need anger management, hopefully this will be a great way to put my feelings to text and let other people read about how delightfully dysfunctional my life is. I mean I enjoy it, I mostly laugh at myself so maybe other people will find this blog entertaining after all I have always felt that my purpose in life, was to entertain people, so sit back with whatever ever beverage you may have in hand, pop some delicious kettle corn (its the only corn based carb worth eating) and enjoy my little show. lets give a bit of back ground info..., but before I do i think it is important to let you know that i swear if anyone tries to correct my language or spelling on this blog i will find you and remove your keyboard keys one by one. ( i know i know, kind of vicious right?) but seriously I am not taking the time to edit this, these are my feelings and thoughts, they are coming out a million letters a minute so no criticization is appreciated. Well back to the background info. I have to start out by saying that I have always felt like a small black child trapped in a white mans body, I am pretty sure the day I was born I looked at my momma and bobbed and weaved my head, snapped my fingas, and asked for some lotion cause my bows was ashy. sooooo as I was writing this a friend of mine decided to inform me criticization was not a word that I should use criticism, he no longer has hands, typing correction must be difficult for him now :). annnnnyyywayyyy, so yea lets recap, born a black child trapped in a white prison, mother, bobbed head, ashy bows....o yea there is that train of thought, anyway so I lived on a farm when I was little, in a trailer, trashy...I know what you're thinking, but I cherish dearly the wonderful years I spent in those woodpanled walls, watching my father drink himself stupid and my mother pretend he was fine telling me daddy is just putting on his silly face. Yea his silly face was what painted a gigantic boogie monster on my wall to help me get over my fear of the dark SERIOUSLY! what logic brings a parent to the understanding that a HUGGGGEEE booggie monster on the wall would help me sleep better. It probably did not help that I would stay up late and watch tales from the crypt on HBO, while reclining in my dinosaur shaped chair that folded out, it was amazing, (pics to come). I also loved to play outside as a child, frolicking in the forest (yes I said frolicking) i think it most accurately describes the way young children play. I was an odd child. like this one time I was watching designing women with my mother and that one crazy lady with the dark hair stuck her head through the railings on the stairs and got it wedged and they had to cut it out well....on Christmas morning I thought it would be funny to do the same on the front porch of our trailer....and you guessed it...my dad had to use the chainsaw, it was not fun. Well I think that is enough reflection for one night. There are so many things I want to say, I mean I have a lot of stories to tell, a lot! Tomorrow I start my new job at Moe's WELCOME TO MOE'S! haha, yea i know I am working in fast food again, but honestly its just like this natural skill I revert back to when I can not find a good job, I know it will come soon, Heavenly Father Loves me and he will recognize my prayers and efforts with the reward of a good job when I am ready for it! but in the mean time, come get your burrito wit me! And no Blythe I will not give you a free burrito if you come, but I will make sure I make you a doggy bag at the end of the night, and I will make sure to drizzle everything in qeuso, (mexican crack). (you know its true!). Well kids since I spent over an hour talking to a wonderful friend on the phone while in the middle of this entry I have begun to get tired, I will continue tomorrow night with more info about my life and my story since I know you are all looking forward to. so stay on the edge of you seats, and try not to crap your pants, (because that just makes a smelly mess) and look for the next entry. Peace Love and Warm Fuzzies!

Shady Grady