Wednesday, January 02, 2008

I Want to Puke. Just Puke.

So it's 2008. How was your New Year's? Did you get all jiggy and have a blast with friends and loved ones? We did. It was a blast. And then it wasn't. Then it all just turned incredibly bad. Really bad. So we're still here and biding our time. I have to go and deal with some police issues today. Oh yeah it was that kind of night.

Since I really can't talk about it I just ask that you keep us in your prayers. Most of the time? I love being a woman. Then it's nights like that night that make me feel not so much. If I was a man it wouldn't have happened. If I was a man I wouldn't be having to deal with this.


  1. Oh, Vicky, I hope everything is OK. I'll keep you all in my thoughts. If I can do anything, let me know.

  2. What in the world? I check out your blog for the first time in a long time and you're in trouble with the law?! Why am I not surprised. Remember, Grant's a lawyer now ;) Let me know if we can help.

  3. Ugh, what a way to start the year. I sure hope you're all okay.

  4. Dare I ask what happened? I was just browsing ur blog while eating lunch at work... I hope everything is ok. Let me know if i can help in any way....
    luv ya, Marie

  5. Oh, I too, have been there. Not on New Year's Eve, but my own fun police issue. About 5 years ago, my husband and I made a pact that the best way to ring in the new year is NOT hungover. And every year we cap it at one bottle of champagne just to make sure. There's nothing worse than starting a new year with a smashing headache....or a big ole fine. Good luck.


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