The bitch is back, sexy fuckers. Ohhhh yeah, I just wrote some swears and I think I deserve a parade.
I ran The Cheeky Housewife and if I followed you from this site, it means I know and adore you. And also, it means that I know that you know. YOU KNOW the hell of being a small town girl living in a lonely world. I had to get out from under that blog because:
- Iʻm no longer a housewife.
- And if I was, Iʻd be The Raging Housewife, not so much Cheeky. Shitʻs getting too real up in this country. Iʻm a freaking raw nerve what with 400 years of not reconciling with this shit.
- I have a cush job that will last less than a year but just enough time to pay off pretty much everything. Almost. Damn mortgage. So again, not a housewife. More like a shiftless, lazy, barely working wife. . . youʻre jealous and thatʻs ok. Just donʻt bash this piece of chub because I WILL . . . eat cake.
- Too many of my damn neighbors knew about that blog. The looks, the stares, the impulse I had to flip them off in churches and schools and other public places when they looked and stared. Too much.
So I would just like to say. . . welcome, mothers and fuckers. I canʻt wait to be back in touch with old friends and also make some new ones. I missed you guys!!