The stuff that little Texan zombie goddesses are made of, living where the brains are served warm and the sarcasm is served raw.

The Adventures Of Zuzu Zombie, Undead Detective

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

really? really really?

A bloggy friend of mine, Absolutely Narcissism, is celebrating her first bloggiversary. It made me begin to wonder, "Hmm...how long have *I* been blogging?" I took a look, and I saw:

February 2008.

Holy Shiznit.

Y'all have been reading my drivel for 3 years.

What's wrong with you???

Actually, I am grateful. Y'all have saved me from myself on many occasions. Y'all have agreed with me, disagreed with me, really really disagreed with me, had my back, shown me love, made me think, pissed me off and stuck it out with me through the thick (my adventure from fattiness) and thin (my adventure into thinness). You've cried with me when I lost my father and my Poppy, you've picked up your torches and pitchforks against the shitster, you've gotten drunk with me and held my hair afterwards. For that, I am eternally grateful.

About me, you have learned:

My obsessive love of zombies and all things dead...


My love of the Goddess and of Jesus Christ....


My continued celebration of Dia De Los Muertos....
And definitely my need to horde food from my homeland. Last week I got a very very special package in the mail from a long time high school friend of mine, Fernie. He was a great guy to me in school when the jackhole I was dating wouldn't stand up for me against that shitheads he was friends with. This special package contained a sweet, delectable, sinful, orgasmic nosh called Gansito. Think of it as a twinkie, only way way way way way better, covered in chocolate and filled with cream and jelly. Gansito kicks twinkies' ass!!!

Love you Fernie <3!

And, for the hell of it, a pic of me, kinda, that the 9 year old took when I wasn't looking. Pay no attention to the apparent double chin, since I was looking down at the time. Do pay attention to the hair that I refuse to have cut. I actually kinda like my hair...oh yeah, and the hubs next to me lol.


I could put up about a thousand more pics: tequila bottles, Corona with lime, Momma's backyard, my high school, my beautiful girls, my garden, blah blah blah. You'll see those too. Later. Hehee.

Anyhoo, thank you for putting up with me for all this time. It is nice to see I am not the only one who is in desperate need to therapy...

Peace, Love and (i could never live without blogging) Zombies \IiiI

3 comments:

Ms. ScotchyScotch said...

Congrats for staying the long hall... I liked you the moment I read your blog, which I believe was in 2009??? I was a lonely zombie-loving new mommy (again) and you were one of the scant few awesome chicks to help me get through all those sleepless hrs.

KEEP ON TRUCKIN, PENNY! ;)

~A

Penny said...

Us Zombie Mommas gotta stick together girlfried! I'm glad you are back cuz I missed you!

Mejis said...

I've been blogging since 2009. Hard to believe. lol
Your friend that sends you goodies rocks!