ABC’s of Catscratch ~ A & B

This post brought to you by the letters A and B, boys and girls.

ANAL

Not anal sex, you perverts.  Anal retentive.  I know you have to be finding that totally hard to believe and it has to be blowing your mind right now.  But, alas, it’s true.

Addicted to…….   BLOGGING. 

I will make a mountain out of a mole hill and blog about you and how silly you are whether you are some random asshat on the road, a dork in my local dive, my stepson, my daughter, my mom, my husband, my friend.

I blog good times, bad times, road trips, political bullcaca (not politics, but the stupid shit politicians do), celebreties, hotties, airport chaos, trips to the zoo and anything embarrassing I can think of.

Addicted to…..    INK

 

I’ve got my fair share of tattoos. 

Right ankle is the sign for tranquility.

Left ankle is my daughters’ names surrounded by musical notes.

Left shoulder was done in honor of my Man.  The first song he ever gave to me on CD was You Are My Flower by Flatt & Scruggs.

And my trampie stampie.  My daddy thinks it says “Daddy’s Girl”.

 

 

 ANIMATED

One of my girlfriends, yet another Pirate, has said I am animated…. could it be because of these?

Scared Diva.  I think somebody must have said penis or something.

 Dorky Diva with Darth.

Scarey Diva with Daddy and Ma

 

Forced to be perverted Diva… dig that crazy eye shadow.

  

BITCHY!!!!

If ever there was a code word for Catscratch Diva that could describe my ass to a total T…

 I claim, love it and be it.

Whether it be the man I’m with now, or the man I was with first, or somebody in between…

I am who I am because, me being the co-dependant dumb shit I am, allow whoever I happen to be with at the time shape the bitch in which I metamorphizize into.

Kinda like a butterfly.  Awww.

Yes, friends and neighbors, the rumors are true. 

I obtain the ability and super-sonic powers to turn into a raving, stabbing-eyed bitch in less than 3 seconds.

This tends to happen mostly in my place of residence on those people that I call family.

The Boy & Miss A have this perfected talent when it comes to bringing it out.

My BFF in the whole world, Mz. Rodriquez, well she pussy-foots around and tends to say I’m just open, honest, straight-forward.    I know what she really means.

Yes, I tend to say things with out that pleasantly sweet, pleasing to the palate sugary shit.  I have a real tendency to cut to the chase and be as real as a bitch can be.

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In closing today, I offer you blogs from the scratchin’ post that begin (of course)

with the letters  A and B.

Acheiving New Balance

Angryman

Bittersweet Confusion

Blogitude

Buzzardbilly