Home, Home on the Range

I am home!  Well, much like the tradition I've taken up in France, I continue to be a rambling woman, a bag lady of sorts, traveling from spot to spot.  I spent one night at my dad's and last night at my brother's and tonight I will spend at my grandmother's.  Then I drive back home to sweet Louisiana tomorrow night.  I cannot wait to see my ladies (and gay boys).  We are gonna dish about all the scandalous things I've been doing in France.  This things cannot and will not be divulged on my blog because well, the entirety of the interwebs doesn't need to know what sort of ridiculous things I've been getting into.  Also, I highly doubt my family members want to read about all of that nonsense, especially since I've already been told I talk too much about drinking.  So if you know me personally, and want the 411, just give me a call while I'm in town and I'll divulge it all.  Ladies and gents, I cannot wait to see you this weekend!  And on Sunday I get to see my mother in all of her pink eye glory.  CANNOT wait.