Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Someday's I am just CRABBY!

And today is one of those days. I don't know why - there isn't a reason - and really does there need to be a reason? Can't I just be crabby because I want to?

Today's crabby isn't the "some people are annoying me before I've even seen them" variety of crabby - it is the "every single thing that happens today is making me crabby" kind of crabby. GRRRRRRRRR. I just want to growl at someone. Come on, run a red light, slam the door in my face, make an unreasonable request - give me a reason to BE fiesty. I'm waiting...

I know, I know, this is supposed to be the blog FORMERLY known as Crabbydeal but NOW known as a place filled with sprinkles and candied cherries and light fluffy little cakes - but dang it sometimes all that goodness just pisses me off! I mean seriously not even I've done everything for you - you've done nothing for me (is that Rick Springfield - I think so - and Rick is a cute guy and all but he isn't any Rob that's for sure - oh wait I digress) on the radio could make me happy this morning. *SIGH* That just isn't a good sign.

So I'd better go before I say something that might get me in trouble and scare off potential new readers. Oh and by the way, my stats have been going down and that makes me crabby. Am I not interesting? Are my entries becoming the strained peas of the blogging world? What's going on? Tell me! And if you do like what I have to say, well when I'm not crabby anyway pass the word - tell your friends, tell your neighbors, tell your co-workers, heck tell your enemies - read the blog - be the blog - make peace with the blog...
Alright - I've got to go - really - things are getting a little too quirky - even for me. :-)
TTFN

3 comments:

Maija said...

Oh yeah, I have days like those!!

Shirley said...

HUGS, sweetie! Hope that you're back to your sweet self soon!

terri said...

vanessa and I were talking about disappointments with children and/or worrying about them. When in rolls two ABC clients with their care givers. These two really had no idea what was going on or where they were. Morale of the story for me and Vanessa? We should be more grateful for what we have. BTW, I like you best as the sweet cupcake person that you are. Life is not fiction, and sometimes reality sucks. tt