Hi there!!!

As I type this, my baby back ribs are out on the grill and I'm salivating just thinking about how good they'll be. They're almost done with the first pile of charcoal and I'm about ready to put the second pile in there. The ribs take longer to cook than the coals last so I need to use two "mounds" of charcoals to cook them. The mashed potatoes are ready, the corn on the cob is cooking and the cucumber, tomato and onion salad is in the fridge.

I went shopping at this great place called Harry's Farmer's Market. A company called Whole Foods bought them out but kept Harry's name because they have such a big following. The meat there is great and the ice cream was on sale so I was a happy shopper today!

I have to have a spinal tap in the morning. I hate those. This cancer had better get it's ass back in remission or I'm going to have to rip the tumor out myself. Although, it is in my throat, maybe I should leave it and my jugular alone.

The Monday after my last surgery Rick got very violent with me and I had to call the cops. In the struggle, my stitches burst and there was blood dripping down my neck from the incision which was about 3 inches wide and across my throat. When the cops got there, they thought that Rick had slit my throat. In hindsight, it was pretty funny although it took me well over a year to see the humor in it so I don't expect you to.

A friend of mine from Colorado sent me the lyrics to a couple of songs and after I saw a song on another blog and posted one on mine...I started thinking about songs. I wanted to write one myself but I'm no good at writing melodies so I'm going to write a song to the music of The Pina Colada Song. Let me go turn my ribs and then I'll come back and write my song...it won't take any time at all...BRB.

OK! I'm here! See...that didn't take long at all. OK...now I'm going to write the song:


The Blue Engine Coolant Song

My man found a wopig
In an old trailer park
And he said to our marriage
I shall now disembark
So while he lay there sleeping
I got so mad I turned red
Then I made a decision
This bum should be dead

If you like blue engine coolant
And getting caught in the act
If you cheat on me darling
You are gonna get whacked

If you like making love to bimbos
While your wife is so sick
Then I'm the bitch that you asked for
Cheat on me, lose your dick
You didn't think about your lady
You know that sounds kind of mean
So you and your bimbo
Shall meet my mujahadeen

So I cooked him some chili
With my own secret sauce
And though I don't have a husband
I guess we know who's the boss

So he gets blue engine coolant
For getting caught in the act
If he cheats on me this time
Then he's gonna get whacked

I've got to kill him by tomorrow noon
Stop this cheating bullshit
And into his chili
I'll hock and spit

So I waited til lunchtime
And he walked in the room
I hoped that the bastard
Would soon be in a tomb

So I fed him his chili
And he gobbled it up
Then I looked at the liar
And I said, "Here's a cup,

It's full of blue engine coolant
That I bought just for you
When I get hold of the bimbo
I'll give her a bunch, too
If you like fucking trash in trailer parks
You deserve what you get."

Screwing bimbos in trailers
Is like Russian Roulette

If you like blue engine coolant
And getting caught in the act
If you cheat on me darling
You are gonna get whacked

Ah. I enjoyed that. And, I finished eating my baby backs...they were great! I hope your day was wonderful and I'll be back in the morning after my spinal tap unless I decide to write another song. If you have a song that you'd like me to rewrite, stick it in the comment section and let me see what I can do.

Ciao!

Meg

See ya!