Sunday means Nascar, visiting Mom and Tommy Lee?

Dear Jimmie Johnson,
Ohhh poor baby got caught in a crash. Did your car get a boo-boo? Well, stupidsombitch, it's what you get after causing the big one 20 laps into the race. Dumbass. You keep saying someone bumped you in the butt - I don't think so (and neither do the race announcers). They showed the replay, a lot, and there was no one near you. You bumped Elliot Sadler and then all hell broke loose. Thank God no one was hurt. And now you grump because someone else did it, caused another wreck and you got caught in it. Ohgoshdarn...
Signed,
A ticked off Nascar fan

(Did I forget to tell you dear reader that I am sorta kinda a passionate person, and I do get ticked off once in a while...and I don't hold back?)
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Took Mom shopping again today. She loves it. We went to Toys-R-Us and had a ball playing with things. Elmo hasn't danced that much in a long time (ya just gotta make them dance!). Mom's first great great grandchild will be one next Sunday so we had fun shopping for him. She also was playing with the dolls. I think I will try to find her another cabbage patch baby for Christmas, like the one I bought her years ago. She gave it to a granddaughter. I think it might just make her smile.

She also told me that my son needs to find him a girl with long dark hair and big blue eyes. When he does, she says, this girl will have a big heart and love him forever.

I called him and told him...his girl now has long dark hair, but hazel eyes.

ohoh
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Speaking of my son, he sent me a song today. Its a very nice acoustic guitar son...and its by Tommy Lee. Hello Again is the name of it, and I like it. I like it a lot.

Imagine that, me a girl of the 70's liking a song by Tommy Lee. Will miracles never cease?
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And, my friend Lor (Such is Life) has been sending me music by the Eagles. Thank you my friend. Desperado....one of the greatest songs ever written. Even if you don't care for the Eagles you have to admit, it's a great song.
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Work tomorrow. Yuck. I need to win the lottery so I can retire. But, you have to play to win..and well, shit..I forgot to play.

I've been thinking about this a lot lately. I could handle retirement. Move somewhere near the beach. Ocean...sand...beach patrol. Sigh....