I’m in Ohio!

Filed under holidays don't suck for me, no i really do love ohio

Oh, hey, I might have forgotten to mention that after a day’s delay, I arrived in Ohio for a glorious 16-day, 15-night stay on my family’s farm in Ohio.

So far, I’ve only had one fight with my dad that involved me uttering the phrase “well I think YOUR god is bullcrap!”, so I’m doing all right.

How ’bout you?


  1. I’m doing OK. What did Santa bring you this year?

    P.S. I do think its creepy that Santa asked you to sit back on his lap & repeat your Xmas list.

    The first & second time I thought it was because he had trouble hearing. But by the third time I figured out it was because he was a felon that was paroled the previous day.

    You guys should all celebrate Kwanzaa on the farm.
    Quick, Run down to the market for some Kente cloth or a Dashiki!

    Happy Xmas & Merry New Year.

    • O.M.F.G.!!!!!

      I was the first to post a reply….sooooo cooool.
      HA! I was finally #1 on a blog comment.

      I knew staying up late browsing the web for free porn would pay off one day.

      Go ahead #2 you can post your comment now.
      As #1 I hereby I give you permission.

  2. Tina says:

    I had a similar moment with my mother… my atheism (heathenism) was under control pretty well considering the amount of christmas music I’ve been around, but then I turned on the show 17 and Counting and got into a rant about how religion brainwashes people into thinking it’s okay to have 17 children. THEN they went to the Creationist museum on the show… it all went downhill from there. My poor mother.

    • Hi Tina,

      Yeah that whole water into wine thing has always seemed a little far fetched to me. Now if they had said water into tequila or whiskey…I’d believe that but wine!

      Better yet I’d would have shown up with a 1 pound bag of oregano and a box of rolling papers asking for a real miracle.

  3. Sonya says:

    Happy New Years Katie!

  4. Kim says:

    Um, come BACK.
    Anonymous bitches be runnin’ their mouths over at my blog and I need a new lesson in remaining aloof before I start calling them out and thus looking like I care. Which I DON’T. CLEARLY. Right.
    Happy New Year! Let’s get (me) drunk together in ’09. Yes?