And I am a pioneer....going into uncharted territory....one of the original participants....
I will have bragging rights forevah!
And since I am sure that this thing will be uber big and will catapult Chief right over on to Ellen before Mama Kat (but after Dooce went to Oprah) I will be excited for her.
(Mainly because I am sure she will get tickets for me, Supah , and Mommy is in the Bathroom to chaperone go with her. And we'll probably all blog about our little road trip to the Ellen show....and there may be some celebrity stalking. But don't worry! I'm going to keep my new super small video camera on ready at all times.....so I don't miss the blog worthy shots like I am so famous for.)
What I meant to say Wednesdays....that's what Chief calls it.
I think I might rename it for myself this week.
"What would Princess say if she was ghetto redneck?"
You know, like the girls on Real Housewives of Atlanta meet the Beverly Hillbilly's.
To whomever rang my doorbell this morning on the first day the kids went back to school when I went back to sleep was still in my pajamas and hard at work doing laundry.....
"Oh no you DI-int juss rang my doooooorbell dis early when my chilrens iz finally back at school!" *waving finger*
(In real life, the polite princess hid until they went away so as to not scare them to death by answering the door in her polar fleece jammies with no bra and "natural" face.)
To the customer service representative who explained that my credit card was frozen because of "unusual activity" (Read: we don't use credit often, but we bought all our Christmas gifts on it this month so we can get more airline miles....Hello!? Wouldn't it be EXPECTED that there would be a spike in activity in December?!)
"You done gone and froze up my account? Thanks fo embarrassin' me in front of Junior, Bubba Sue, and all those other peoples at the Waffle House when my card was deNY'ed!! Oh, you di-int MEAN to embarrass me? Well I'm not goin' to MEAN to cut chew either. What did you say yo name iz? Uh huh, you want me to give you my social sacurity number, but you don't want to give me yer name? Are you skurred of me? Well you betta be."
To Weight Watchers who obviously thinks I'm fat again since they keep sending me "Come back" junk mail 4 years after I lost weight......
"You think I'm fat?! I'm not fat! Yo mama iz fat! In fact, Yo mama iz so fat....you need a Garmin so you don't get lost on your way home after trying to find yo way around her big ol' booty!"
So what did YOU wish you had said, but your mama's raising led to you to be polite instead? Go ahead and say it. And then go on over to Chief's and link up.
But first, go over to Meeko's and help me win a $20 gift card to Jo Nell 'n Ems Bait, Tackle, Liquor Store, Post Office & Hot Dog Stand Starbucks or whatever other corporate establishment I choose. Tell him Princess sent you! *smooches™