Can you beat me in the MurphyUSA Bracket Challenge?

Probably.

I picked my teams the way kids pick books.  Because they're pretty.

OK, I used a little more logic than that.  Very little.  If I recognized the team, they had an advantage.  If I know someone who attended the school and/or is a major fan, the team had a bigger advantage.  If they are in the mid-west?  Ca-ching!  Total science I tell ya.  You should enter the MurphyUSA Bracket Challenge for two reasons:

1.  Prove that you know a whole lot more than me by winning the challenge.
2.  A chance to win free gas for a year, and who doesn't want that?

So give it a whirl.  Enter by the 15th and let me know how you did.  When it's all over and the fat lady has sung I will show just how magical my team picking method really is.  Or isn't.

Hey Charlie Sheen, you're not Winning! I am.

I try to be a forgiving person, I really do.  But I can't forgive Charlie Sheen for being mean to Duckie Dale. I mean, Jon Cryer.  Seriously, in what world is Charlie Sheen drug free?  It's more like, what drug is he not on?

He has now called his TV brother a variety of names, all beginning with T, for not contacting him during his "troubles".  Holy.  Hell.  I could run over Charlie Sheen's cat and I'm pretty sure he wouldn't remember having a cat, so how would he have any recollection if Jon "Blaine?  His name is Blaine?" Cryer rang him up?

I'm a huge Two and a Half Men fan.  But Pretty in Pink is my everything.  You can't slam the Duckster and think I will forget your slander.  Never.

As much as I am disgusted by Mr. Sheen's squinty-eyed internet rants, I also think it's ridiculous to try and put someone else in lead role on Two and a Half Men.  That's shark jumping of epic proportions and it just won't work.  The show is over.  So is Charlie Sheen's career for the immediate future.  Let his parents and the Goddesses deal with him and we shall all move on to bigger and better things.  Such as The Big Bang Theory and  Sh*t my Dad says.

Now let me tell you why I'm winning and Charlie Sheen is not.  Well, because I am working. On all sorts of stuff.

Thinking of trying out a new indoor water park vacation?  Then read my review of Castaway Bay over at Detroit Mommies.

Want to know more about me and how I got to this point in my working life?  Read my column in the Hartland Patch about my move from Career Mom to Stay-at-Home-Mom.

Live in Brighton Township and hooked up to the sewer line?  You should probably read this and adjust your budget accordingly.

Love college basketball and think you know who will win March Madness?  Try your luck here and you might win a year's worth of free gas!

Live in Jackson and find yourself in need of physical therapy?  Check this place out they are thriving.

There's more stuff I do, but I feel I have proven my point to Charlie.  Charlie, who is, was, and will always be, full of shi... tiger blood.

Charlie Sheen, Christina Auguliera & Don't drink the water

Celebrities are crazy. And I can say that because I've had almost three years of Psychotherapy myself.

I am not on drugs. Nor do I believe myself to be an actual drug. I didn't marry too young, have a child, divorce and then sow my wild oats. I do not live with Goddesses and I can't sing any portion of the National Anthem well.

I am just a woman, a mom, a wife who wants her Monday night TV line up restored, and her morning TV, radio and Internet to be Charlie and Xtina free.

I may forget you tomorrow, but I have given you a memory that will last a lifetime. Just sayin'.