Cotton Candy Dreams and Fa-reaking Lollipops-- How Angela Landsberry Got her Groove Back- and me too.

I'm flying this week and visiting some friends in Ft. Lauderdale.
Do I sound super fun and exciting?
Like you want to be my friend?

* blank eyes*

Actually I'm flying BACK as I speak and I'm posting because so many people stopped me at our annual Macaroni Kid Meetup and told me that I should quite simply, be president.

I know.

 It's crazy eyes bull shit.


*letting that settle in*

Okay -- so whatever.  They said they thought I should write again.  

Well.. SHUT THE FRONT DOOR!

  ( me too)


ORDER UP BARTENDER!


Everywhere I turned someone was stopping me to  kindly fill me with lollipops and fucking cotton candy dreams --sweetly commenting about my writing.  The lurkers out there are intense  *NERVOUS LAUGH *   and mucho appreciated.


Why don't I do it any longer?
Loads of reasons.  Namely, my family needed my focus more.  I was building my incredible Macaroni Kid empire with my two wonderful sidekicks and was finding all kinds of things in my life that I had been missing.  Sadly, writing was one of those elements.


Writing has taken a back seat to many things in my life and has been pepper sprayed in essence.  What used to be fun for me------ blogging--was no longer something I wanted to be a part of.

I maced it.
It maced me.
It burnt me from the inside out in so many ways.

So...
I lit it on fire like that one chic who lit all her husbands clothes and beamer on fire in that one movie.
Finding Angela Landsberry?

No?  Not it.

Getting my groove on?
Angela's groove back?

What the fuck ever.  The chick who lit it all up and gave a big eff u.

Yah.. that's kinda me.  In my head though.  Tough like nails.  But not really.


But this past weekend I realized that I don't have to be a "blooooooogger" * air quotes*  just because I spew my madness on a  BLOG page.   I'm no longer a blogger.  That means a whole different realm of shit.
 But writing is  INDEED  fun-- and I can choose to pick it up when I want and mail you something.   Postcards to you. :)




So here you go.   Check your mailbox soon.
I got some shit to say. :)