  That's right! I even know the words to that line of the song! It took me so long to realize what Gretchen Wilson was singing in the 3rd chorus of Redneck Woman . Now I know. It's Bocephus, people! Bocephus!!
(And if you don't know who Bocephus is....Google it. You need to know. ) I heard this song waaaaaay too many times this past weekend, but that's all right, because I, myself, am, in fact, a Redneck Woman. Yeeeeee-hawwwww! The extended weekend at my mom's was actually really enjoyable, which was surprising. I have a lot of feelings of animosity for my mom.
For good reason too. She ruined our family when she cheated on my dad, then proceeded to divorce him and blamed everything on him. She coerced me into living with her instead of my dad, then made me feel guilty as hell when I chose to leave and go live with him three years later. (I was 11 years old at the time. ) She has bad-talked my dad for years, when he's the only person who kept me sane during my teenage years. It's my own fault that I never confronted her about all this, just kept it bottled up inside.
But I guess the past is in the past. Things are getting better though. When I visited her and her boyfriend, she was a different person. Not so materialistic, not so psycho and fakey. She seemed......happy. It's actually the happiest I've ever seen her, which is wonderful.
I guess I never really noticed it before, but she was a bitch when she was with my stepdad. Now that she's with Jerry, she's a decent person. So anyway.....I had a really nice time. We shopped, toured Jerry's pottery shop, and he even gave me a lesson on how to make pottery on a pottery wheel! It was so unbelievably fun!! I made a pot (well, it's actually shaped like a glass), and he's going to glaze and fire it for me, and send it to me when it's done.
If it wasn't such an expensive hobby, I would definitely get into it! Maybe there's some pottery classes I can take around here. Jerry would give me lessons, but they are 9 hours away. Jerry is an amazing potter, by the way. The 9-hour trip (18 hrs total) was all right and went surprisingly fast, considering. It helped that my sister came with, and we did lots of gossiping and laughing and making fun of the bad drivers and billboards and all the Texans we saw.
(We weren't in Texas, btw. ) The job. The job, the job, the job. Still haven't heard back! They called on Friday. I wasn't home, since I was in the process of going to my mom's, but the person who called talked to Mike.
The message was they hadn't had time to meet and decide on who would get the job, but they will definitely get back to me by Friday of this week. The suspense is killing me!!!! There is so much riding on this job. PLEASE, let me get this job!!!!!!!!!!!! Yesterday I called in "sick" to work. I stayed home, hahahahaha.
I just couldn't muster up the energy to go to work, especially after being gone since last Thursday. Now it may sound like I was being lazy, but I wasn't. I just called in, that's all. I woke up at my normal time, was ready to go by 7:00. My day was filled with cleaning, laundry, more cleaning, shopping, and the occasional soap opera break. I didn't sit still all darn day!
I'm feeling a lot of frustration/anxiety/hopefulness about this prospectful job. It's to the point that I can't even concentrate on my current job. I think I've mentioned before, I do not know what I will do if I don't get it. Happy thoughts, think happy thoughts.......... 
