Sometimes I wonder if Bruce remembers me in the mornings. Someone told me once that fish have very short memories and more than twelve hours pass every night before he sees me in the morning. Maybe he doesn't know who I am and I scare him every morning.
Sometimes I wonder how my horoscope can be so off.
Sometimes I wonder if I will meet an awesomely adorable hunk while I am in New Orleans in October…
Sometimes I wonder why I love my old car so much. Sometimes other people wonder why I have named her ‘Mona’… but then, sometimes other people wonder many things about me and very little of them have to do with my obvious sanity.
Sometimes I wonder how it is that some people don’t know that 3 Doors Down released a new album or how next week the Foo Fighters are releasing a new album… Or how Oasis has a new single… Or WORSE, how you don’t already have the new Rob Thomas cd. C’mon!
Sometimes I wonder how my ex can be such an infinitely obnoxious asshole (more to come on that one)…
Sometimes I wonder if Triniti will ever stop pretending like she doesn’t know what the potty is for. She is three!
Sometimes I wonder how Matthew McConaughey will present his proposal to me. Will it be on one knee on a yacht or while we are laying in bed after having fantastically awesome sex. Hmmmmm, Mrs. McConaughey…
~Kate
But you can call me Mrs. McConaughey...
ps, this post was much longer but was chewed to shit by the blogger beast
