I Had a Dream

More like a nightmare...

because I was stuck in a cooking class and helped a girl get a rifle into a dance club and then the cops wouldn't listen to me!
Then I ended up in a consignment shop where the sales ladies ignored me because I said I was a Mistress who bed wedded men, to the girl with the rifle, and I really wanted the pretty little pink Burberry scarf and Christian Louboutin spectator pumps that were high on the wall... and they wouldn't let me have them!

and then I woke up!

The Blonde needs to stop dreaming!

Too Far!!

I don't want to drive anywhere. It's all too far when your cars are being brats!!

I have yet to fix the sports suspension my rag top

thud

thud

thud

I have to fix the steering on the sedan

grind

grind

grind

I want to

duck

duck

duck

the mechanics bills

but alas

I don't want my heels to go

clack

clack

clack


I am as stubborn as a child when it comes to taking my cars into the shop. I hate it and want to throw little temper tantrums at the thought of walking into the service department and seeing the grin that accompanies the gentleman behind the counter.

"Well hello, little lady. How can we unload your wallet today?"

I have to spend an entire day researching, on the internet, and diagnosing my autos' problems to guard myself from blonde poachers at the auto shop. This is the time I wouldn't mind having a permanent time man on my hands.

Do you see what I am saying?

Do you see how desperate I am?

A full time man?! (shaking my head)

Now that I have reconciled the situation, Iwill be busy at the auto shop today.


Blondes have to pay for some things!

NBC's Friday Night Lights

This is the only photo I shot, while playing an extra, on the set of "Friday Night Lights":




Look for the Blonde in Episode 8 of the new season!!

My Mother is Trying to Kill Me

...Again!!

Her chosen weapon this time is a mop and her newest concoction for cleaning the floors.

Lavender, which I am highly allergic too (if your remember she gave me lavender tea in the last attempt) is supposedly anti-bacterial. She read a blip in a paper somewhere about this handy 'green clean' and now the house floors are being doused with a healthy dose of lavender oil mixed with some other environment friendly detergent.


My throat is closing up...

My eyes are getting blurry...

I can't breathe...


Blondes need fresh air!!!

Rednecks and Roadkill

are driving me mad!!!

First of all, there are more than one Maudie's around town. You don't have to eat at mine. Find one in your area!!

I don't want rednecks mucking up my good living.

I don't need to hear one more comment from some fat husband with his fat wife say something about me or my fashion choices!!

You who understand little more than dungarees and flip flops need to hide your ignorance and stay in your neck of the woods.

And another thing!!

While you are driving in my part of town, I would appreciate a little common decency when it comes to respecting deer and other animals that cross the road. Is it so hard for you to wait 2 minutes to make sure all the deer have crossed instead of barreling through them, like the pins at your bowling ally, in your obnoxious Ford Excursion.

Keep your beer gutting, gas guzzling, style lacking, country backward thinking, global warming, roadkill accumulating arse holes on your side of town!!!!!

And that goes for the men, too!!!


Blondes want a brake for animals!!