Red, White, and Blue -- EVERY DAMN DAY

I have a few new "followers", people who like to stalk my blog trying to find something really cynical and/or incriminating about me. Oh, it's not so bad now, is it? I'm not the bad guy am I? Nope, what I am is a true blue American Patriot, who just doesn't happen to take crap from anyone. I'm not racist, I'm not prejudice, I'm not going to discriminate either; if you're unloading on me, you're going to hear about it. I should probably have the "Don't Tread on Me" emblem tattooed on my forearm so that when the idiots try it, I can give them the ol' back of the arm treatment with my clinched fist held high in the air! Maybe do a little salute, and start quoting the Pledge of Allegiance!  (Too much? LOL) You can't see me, but I'm laughing just a little, my mom didn't raise a pansy, no way.  My mom raised a tomboy who learned the art of staring a man down by practicing with snakes. My own snakes. Maybe you don't realize it, but snakes don't have eye lids, they don't blink. I don't either.

One of the best things about being the daughter of an American hero is that when I grew up and had a son of my own, having named him after my father, I watched my son grow into the fantastic military man that he is today. I gave birth to my victorious protector after being able to be his for the first 18 years of his life. He's paid it back in spades. Protected, loved, honored, given to bragging just a little bit, this Patriot is never going to let anyone put a mark on me without that person being worn the worse for trying.  I may lose a job, I may not be accepted into the club, or allowed to hang with the cool kids for what I say and what I believe, but you'll sure as hell know where you stand with me. You'll never have to worry about it, I'll flat out let you know. Just ask. If you dare. Besides, I have a few good attorneys who feel the same way I do about the way people treat other people.

Now, having said that, welcome to my blog. I hope you find it to be both entertaining and enlightening. You'll find out more about me, and you'll either respect me or you won't. You have to understand, I don't give a damn what you think. I'm the only me I could ever be, and I've been me for far too long to be anyone else. My kids love me. My mom loves me. My daddy loves me, and watches over me from his place in Heaven.  My dog loves me, and if nothing else ever happens to me in this life, I've been loved by more dogs than most people have ever known. I am born again, a child of the Living God, and having been born in the GREAT STATE of OKLAHOMA, I am Sooner born and Sooner bred, when I die, I'll be Sooner dead.  There's not a lot anyone can do to upset me, but there are things they can do to piss me off.  Getting back to my upbringing for a second, my mom taught me that if I couldn't say something nice about someone I wasn't to say anything at all. Well, sorry Mom, Daddy taught me to say what I am going to say, and leave it at that. My yes is my yes, and my no is my no.

If you're my friend you'll be my friend for the rest of my life. I will defend you, and everything you do. If you screw up I'll let you know, but I will never throw you under the bus.  If you've chosen another path, and you don't want to be my friend, I won't stop you. I am who I am, and I'm damn good at it. You'd be lucky to call yourself my friend.  It's a very selective group of people to be a part of.   I hope you have yourself a good day now, and I hope you understand that when you step on me I bite back.  What's that Toby Keith says? "We'll put a boot up your ass, it's the American way"...that about covers it.   Army strong!