Today I had fun posting a few of my favorite songs.  It's funny how some song's remind you of thing's long past isnt it?..The next story has nothing to do with those songs so I'm not going to try and blend them in....

I want you to meet my sister in law and brother in law...Husband's sister...Let me first say that they have had one of the rockyest marriages that a couple could have...They do some of the meanest and nastyest thing's to one another that are just TOO unbelievable. I will start with her..We were sitting at my kitchen table one day talking about how she deals with her husband..If you only knew him you would have asked her the same thing...She then told me that occasionally while fixing his dinner she would spit in his food...And once she had stuck her finger's some place where I wont mention and stired them in his sweet Tea like a swizzle stick...I was mortified but I sat there with no expression. She said it brought her great pleasure...I tryed it..the spiting thing...I didn't get any satisfaction out of it...and felt so bad afterwards that I spent a few day's waiting on him like a servant to make up for it...I felt that had been punishment enough...Funny thing is I really haven't been able to look my brother in law strait in the face since I found out he's been eating and drinking body fluids that wernt his own...Now here is the pay back to her...He told me last year when they were visiting that sometimes when he's mad at her...After a long day of work he will come home and wipe his dirty ass on her pillow...He told me that!...Again I was mortified but I didn't sit expressionless...I said you are the Nastyest Fuck I have ever met!....I said this with a smile. My Gosh!...What could I say to something like that!....

My husband ,while he was drunk tonight ,ask me with a strait face if I thought he should run for president. he he...I said sure.....you'd win loaded or not...Tomorrow I'm going to remind him of this...The president thing....and ask when we're moving to the white house.

Well I thought I would give everyone the update on what I have found with my trusty treasure hunter. I found a horse bridle with a lead strap attatched. It was about 2 inches under the sand. I was so proud of my self. I ran to our house to show my husband. He said Good job...I been looking for that everywhere. WEll CRAP! I thought I found some ancient artifact. Turns out my husband lost it in the round pen ( a pen he uses to run his horses around in) last summer. I was really looking for ring's because the lady on the F'in BOX it came in has a hand full of them that SHE found! Oh well...I'm going to keep looking for that allusive cannon ball I been hoping to find. My brother asked me about that the other day on the phone. He wanted to know why I even wanted a cannon ball. I yelled back, History!...That's why...That cannon ball was loaded with the intent to do great harm,and most likly it did. I then went on to give him a breif history of the civil war. Which it seems to me that men listen when your talking about shooting, maiming or killing something. My brother was rivited...lol...asking me about this and that...I couldn't believe that he just knew that there had been a war and "why" but nothing else. When I started talking about the battles and making bomb sounds over the phone I didn't hear a peep out of him!...(my brother's 37 and not retarted or challenged in anyway) Useualy he say's .."Oh come on Sherrena,stop it...I don't want to hear about a mouse with a man's ear growing on it's back! That's discusting!"....But not this time...