All my personalities are PERFECT

Oh my word it has been so longgggg.
As I sit here and glance out at the house that looks as though it is falling down around me, I think, blog - really? How about clean? BUT it has just been too damn long and I have come to realize, the mess will be here day after day. HA ! Something I can count on !!!!!
Anyhooooo, I just posted what I thought was a hilarious facebook post, the arguing in my head of my split personalities. Now, I don't actually have a split personality BUT I do, like everyone have facets. I have a over achiever who gets orgasmic at the mention of a worthy challenge and then I have chubby Debbie (GOD I HATE THAT NAME) who whines that she can't do anything. (She was created by my Mother so so so so long ago when I could only eat desert on Sunday because I was, you got it chubby.) Whatev....
My point is to not write about the girls but rather to write that some people will surely scoff and go WOW that chick is so unhinged and wrong.
This has been happening to me most of my life. And I say, guess what I say?????
I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT ME.
And the sweetest part, is that it's true, not just words. You see, I have come to learn to be who I am and embrace the spastic, crazy BEAUTIFUL messiness that is me. At bare bones, it is all truth and I don't put on. What you see is what you get.
And I only care how I FEEL about it, what anyone else feels is their business not mine.
I heard a song the other day, driving in my silly bumper sticker littered truck by the artist who graces not only the outside of my 4runner but the inside too, my girl PINK. The song is called (and don't read if profanity offends you) Fuckin Perfect....
Made me think of me first and then my BF Mary second. There are a lot of songs out there that we believe are written exclusively for and about us, this one now graces my list up somewhere close to the top. The words to this song, are words Mary has said to me, over and over and over.....(to infinity and beyond)....
Now I love PINK. I mean love her with all my heart. I believe, she may just be the most talented girl in the world and really,  I want to be her. Every morning when I wake up. I go "pink check? - shit, still Deb UGH" - hell at this point,  I would settle to just be her trapeze....She is my girl idol and I worship her. Not only is she an AMAZING vocalist, her MESSAGE is ON POINT. She is a bad ass, take no shit, take it or leave it, kinda girl. My kinda woman.
I may be getting off track a bit or a lot but, recently Emma was singing "you can have whatever you like" while doing some Beyonce looking Bootie drop and I almost had a massive stroke and died on the spot.....I called she and Matthew to an emergency family meeting and began to explain to them about personal responsibility with their own bodies and jokes and dances and whatever etc. etc. - I mimicked Emma....You can have whatever you like and stuck my ass out and around and I said "NO NO NO NO NO EMMA" - NO!!!!!
It's like this my Daughter "SO WHAT I'M STILL A ROCK STAR AND I DON'T NEED YOU" while popping my guns and gritting my teeth for emphasis.....Her message is my message..... Emma is not going to be a stupid girl flipping her blonde hair back and pushing up her bra like that....Not if I have my say and PINK has hers.
Sometimes being the girl that sticks out like an misunderstood sore thumb instigates people to talk trash about you and make false assumptions. Sometimes being unique makes others seethe and have to spit venom for lack of anything nice to say. Sometimes not looking like everyone else will make you a slut for lack of anything more inventive to say...Sometimes not getting out of your car at the bus stop for hen clucking makes you stuck up (no really, I don't like the gossip is all) Most times you have to say WHATEVER and do what makes you YOU.
And so I am grateful to have my facets argue, it makes for entertainment and a constant high bar for me to get over (Insert When Harry Met Sally Orgasms noises here) I am grateful for friends who tell me all the time I am fuckin perfect just the way I am and for female Idols who write songs for me to have for personal anthems that I crank while I sit in my car at the bus stop....
And for the record I have slept with less people than you and yes, my boobs sag.

 PINK- FUCKIN PERFECT


Made a wrong turn, once or twice
Dug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that's alright
Welcome to my silly life
Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss 'No way, it's all good', it didn't slow me down
Mistaken, always second guessing, underestimated
Look, I'm still around

Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than f*ckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing
You're f*ckin' perfect to me!

You're so mean, when you talk about yourself, you were wrong
Change the voices in your head, make them like you instead
So complicated, look happy, you'll make it!
Filled with so much hatred...such a tired game
It's enough! I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same


Like you're less than f*ckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing

You're f*ckin' perfect to me

The whole world's scared so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in line, and we try try try, but we try too hard and it's a waste of my time
Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere
They dont like my jeans, they don't get my hair
Exchange ourselves, and we do it all the time
Why do we do that? Why do I do that?

Why do I do that..?

Yeah, oh, oh baby, pretty baby..!
Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than f*ckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me
You're perfect, you're perfect!
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me..