Shake and Bake Baby....

So here we go again....unfortunately I am tired. When I am tired I blog crazy stuff and then I have to go back and delete what I posted. I have been asked to on one or more occasion to remove my post. One time T and I were at a party and two extremely superficial people came in. I find superficial people interesting.    Anyway, the man totally insulted my husband which really ticked me off so...what did I do ? I blogged...complete and total strangers. I had no names and no pictures. Someone read it and threatened me to take it down. I took it down, and thought well...they chose the superficial couple over me... cool beans ! So, if you friend is dressing like an absolute slut with fake everything...I will not talk about her...

Things going on in the Gretchie Verse:

Dear Rah Rah : This has been a very productive two weeks. You have picked a college, got your braces off, took 6 hours of driving lessons and had your senior photos taken. That is a lot of stuff...senior year is going to be crazy. I am sure fun for you and torture for the parents.

Dear Twinzies: I am sorry that its super hot outside and rowing wasn't absolutely perfect for you. Like the coaches were not running behind you with hand held fans. They weren't patting your foreheads with cold washcloths. I am sorry they did not speak to you like a 5 year old, but like the 11 year old that you are. Rowing is a very hardcore sport and it takes a lot of focus and commitment. I know you don't like those things. I know you would rather sit in your room at your desks. Creating videos for You Tube, and what ever it is that you do on Mindcraft. Me too, I would rather be at home playing spider solitaire and shoving oatmeal squares in my mouth and sipping on diet coke. I get it I get it...well not the video part...I don't think people really want me lip syncing to The Chainsmokers. Do even know what a chain smoker is ??

To the ladies that I insulted on Instagram: You have every right to believe whatever it is you believe. That is what America is what it is...right ? Yeah, I am not going discuss politics on this blog. Mom always said...never discuss Religion or Politics with anyone. You know what ? My mom is right ...now more than ever.

I actually feel 70

Anyway me...what  about ME..me me me...what about turning the big 50. Do you now much I dread getting older ?

Shake and Bake Baby

 Will Ferrell and I are the same age. So, I figure if Will can handle it so can I. Okay, lets get back to ME again. What am I going to do ? Where am I going to go ? I really want to go see my mom who lives in the middle of Utah. Seriously, she lives in a tiny town with like less than 600 people. She lives in the middle of that town and is funny. You want to find out anything that's happening around there my mom will tell you. Also, I want to go to California. I miss my friends. Sometimes I dream that I move back to California..and then I wake up and I am of course not there. I wonder if people realize that if I was to move back there...we would probably have to live in an apartment.

 Back to me...oh we are still talking about me...then I thought what about going to the Florida Keys. Like rent a house for a couple of days and do nothing but drink diet coke, eat Oatmeal Squares and read books with British authors. Anyone ? Anyone ? Just do me a favor and don't dress like an absolute slut...Thank you...