Inside Her Mind…

Rants, ravings, musings and the like.

  • Stephanie Knows...

    -that wisdom is sexy

    -that comfort with oneself = contentment

    -that the laundry will never be done

    -that I will always end up doing the dishes

    -I won't change who I am or how I love

    -I am alot nicer than I come across

    -my kids rule my world, accepting it is the battle

    -some of my favorite people don't live in Dallas, some don't live in Texas and I miss them all, all the time!

    -there are people in my life that I would walk through fire for, without hesitation

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Archive for July 17th, 2008

No Pina Colada for me, thanks….

Posted by Stephanie on July 17, 2008

I love the song “Escape (Pina Colada Song) by Rupert Holmes.  And I put it out on my MySpace that it seems that the song is about cheating on one’s partner.  I know the 70’s were all about love and sex and all….but damn….

And I have heard this song TODAY no less that 4 times.  Is the universe trying to tell me something?  Perhaps I should speak to the Whirly Girl about her reading habits……

’cause I know she doesn’t like champange or Pina Coladas.  But she does love the feel of the ocean and getting caught in the rain….uh-oh….nahhhh…..she doesn’t like boy bits, whew….safe!  right? 

I have been assured and believe with every fiber of my being…..my girl loves me and isn’t going anywhere…..and every time I hear this song, I ask her this question about being in a bar, answering personal ads and she just laughs and me and assures me that yes, I am crazy….good times!

I have decided that if I found that the Whirly Girl had read the personals, written to the personals or replied to a personal ad, I will whip her ass and steal her NEW girl.

Listen, I have stolen me a girl before (teehee), don’t think I can’t do it again (teehee).  No one responded to my question on MySpace….

When the guy is sitting at the bar and the girl walks in, laughs and says “Oh, it’s you.”  WHY DIDN’T SHE THROW HIS DRINK IN HIS FACE?!?!!  Where is the “What the hell are you doing, hooking it up in a singles bar called O’Malleys?”  “Why are you wanting to make love on the beach and drink champange with some other woman???”  Or is it just me?

His stuff would have been on the front lawn before he could pay the damn bar tab…..

I’m just sayin…..

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