I have mixed feelings about this being my last “Tell You Everything You Wanted To Know About Miss Britt” post. On one hand, it’s been kind of fun to have instant material AND be in a position where I am most definitely always right. I mean - who doesn’t love that?
But because of my rigidness and ridiculous commitment to “do what I said I would do”, I haven’t been able to write about some of the other funny stuff that has gone on. And, well, shit - now I’ve forgotten what they were so I can’t even tease you with it.
So, yeah, I guess it’s back to Instant Blog Fodder….
the ceo Says (in an apparent effort to have me whisked away in the middle of the night):
Do you think the Democrats should impeach Bush?
Do I look like a complete fool to you? Like I would actually be able to say that in any sort of a public forum even if I did think that (which, Mr. Homeland Security, I am not at all saying, just for the record) What do you think this is? A society that values freedom of speech and the right to dissenting opinions? Pfft.
Delite Says:
Tell me why did you choose Miss and not Ms. ?
OK, but first you tell me what the heck you were thinking when you wrote this question. :-) I don’t know why I chose it way back when - but I can say that I am not technically a Ms. - what with being married and all.
“Miss” to me is more of an attitude than a declaration of marital status. It says “I’m all that” - Miss Thang if you will - but in a cutsie, flouncy, can’t help but be charmed anyway sort of way. Wouldn’t you agree?
Barb Says:
You can only choose ONE: which is your absolutely favorite Prince song?
Fuck. That’s a tough one, because Prince speaks to so many different moods for me. Wanna rock out (or bounce out anyway)? Let’s Go Crazy. Wanna gyrate? Ohhh, Darling Nikki.
But if I had to choose, the song that always “does it” for me, the one song I would sell out any one of you for a chance to hear performed life… Purple Rain. Just looking at those two words makes my insides go squishy.
And finally, the one I’ve been waiting to answer, from my dear Avi…
avitable Says:
All I could think of was “Does the carpet match the drapes?” and that felt inappropriate for some reason.
LOL, well, what I will say is that the carpet has been in this house since we got it. But the drapes are constantly changing to match my moods. Sometimes they’re light and bright, sometimes I add a few red streaks. Drapes are so easy to swap nowadays.
and then the little wheels started to actually turn and avitable Says:
If you hadn’t gotten pregnant, what do you think your life would be like right now? Other than married to me, because I know that’s your fantasy.
Ouch. Honestly, I try not to think about this too much because it takes me to places I don’t want to go.
See, I had big plans for myself. I was hell-bent on going to a kick ass school, having a kick ass job, making kick ass money and all in all just having one helluva successful life and I sure as fuck would have more money as an adult than I did growing up. I was going to be an attorney - either for the ACLU or a defense attorney (because fuck you, I do believe it’s worth it to risk setting a guilty man free in order to save an innocent one). And there was no room in that plan to be “tied down” with a husband and kids. I had zero maternal instincts and very little appreciation for what the hell I could ever need some man for.
It would be easy for me to say that if I hadn’t gotten pregnant, I would have achieved all of those dreams. And that I would have been happy.
But the fact is, there is also a very good chance I would have pissed away all of those opportunities on my own because I was starting to get good at taking the easy way out. I had turned down my full ride to NYU and decline my acceptance to Georgetown. I pissed away my full scholarship to the school I did suck it up and go to because I didn’t want to get my ass out of bed for the extra classes - and told myself it was because of some problem with “authority and individuality”.
Before I got pregnant I enjoyed the luxury of being able to make shitty ass decisions and justify them later to no one but myself. I didn’t have the backbone to make sacrifices. I had all the brains and potential and opportunity in the world, and was too selfish to know how to use it.
Thank God getting pregnant made me grow up. I assumed that was what happened to everyone. I have seen several examples since that made me realize that is not always the case.
My son, my unplanned child, is my miracle baby.
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Ok… that last question was kinda scary. Not your answer, because I tend to agree that having a child makes you grow up quickly and it did for me too, but the whole Britt/Avitable baby theory. That scares the hell out of me. A true shopping gorilla.
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““Miss” to me is more of an attitude than a declaration of marital status. It says “I’m all that” - Miss Thang if you will - but in a cutsie, flouncy, can’t help but be charmed anyway sort of way. Wouldn’t you agree?”
in the case of the psycho woman I wrote about the other day? NO.
PS. Your blog is doing some wacky thing when I click on ‘read extended entry’ - at least in Firefox.
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Holy crap you’ve had a lot of questions! No wonder you’re still writing!!!
I enjoyed these. Fun, fun!
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I NEVER think, dontcha know!
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Darling Nikki is the song that made me ask my mom what masturbation was.
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Sorry if that dredged up shit you didn’t want it to - that wasn’t my goal.
And I’m glad to hear that the house has carpet and not bare tile like so many newer houses these days. That’s creepy.
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Well, I certainly learned a lot in just this post and now I will go back and read the others.
Youa re very straight forward, I like that.
Cool, very very cool.
We have something in common. My career goal was to go into Finance, had a full scholarship to University of Santa Barbara, got unexpectantly pregnant and here I am.
Weird how things turned out. Only, I turned into a slut for five years after I gave birth. How the hell that happened, I don’t know.
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I asked the question about impeaching Bush because you had answered earlier that you discussed politics at the dinner table. I figured that was a layup in that Bush is impeachment proof when you look at Cheney and realize that neither party wants him in the White House as President. I’d have dropped you an e mail and just moved on.
You became very interesting with your last response to Avitable about the scholarship to NYU and Georgetown and beyond. Very real, and very human. Approachable. Hello, it’s nice meeting you!
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I have really enjoyed this series! :grin:
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I used to own the 45″ (remember those?) to “Let’s Go Crazy” and played it over and over and over again. But to be able to see Prince perform “Purple Rain” live? Wow.
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