Hi! I’m Amanda!
Thanks for stopping by and have a fucking fabulous day!
Once upon a time, there was a Southern girl named Amanda. She was brought up a sweet, young lady – but then her dad moved her to Las Vegas when she was 14. She tried leaving many times, but the city kept calling her back. Now she’s tattooed and can’t stop saying the word fuck, no matter how hard she tries. Some things can’t be helped.
Fast forward a few years to the beginning of this blog - 2010, to be exact.
She’s the single mom of two kids. Having left an abusive relationship with her kids’ dad, the Chicken was working hard getting her life back. She was evidently also trying to get her 20′s back, because she played even harder than she worked. We’ll call this period Beaus and Booze.
It was fun, but sad really. She had given up on finding love of any sort and had set her sights on a life of spinsterhood.
Then, out of the blue, there was this guy. He made her laugh, took her on the best first date ever, then was too shy to kiss her good night. She loved him.
They moved in together. He asked her to marry him! The Chicken was happy.
Two weeks later, she was buying wine, twizzlers, and a pregnancy test.
Now? That Chicken is a newlywed, the mom of five (yes! FIVE!), a bonafide housewife, and oh so very fried. She’s still tattooed (those things just don’t go away, you know) and still says fuck. Too much for my taste. Southern girls aren’t supposed to talk that way. But like I said – some things just can’t be helped.
heya, since you so nicely subscribed to my blog, i thought i’d let you know that i’ve got a prego blog too – i haven’t included it or attached it to my “regular” blog because i’m not telling any of my friends yet (just randoms i meet online? ha. nice randoms though, obviously.) just in case you wanted to check it out: http://littledoofus.wordpress.com/
yes! i do want to check it out. i’m totally the nicest random there is, by the way
Nice to see a fellow southerner hanging around
. Now I want fried chicken. Where in the south are you from?
Fuck is a beautiful word. People are just confused.
Mmmmmm…fried chicken…
I didn’t even realize that I didn’t say I was from Georgia! I’m from Georgia. Fayetteville, precisely. I’ve never been to Louisiana, but have always wanted to visit.
Fuck IS a beautiful word. I’m glad we think the same
Come on over! We can go out for crawfish and beer!
YES! I happen to love beer. I have never sucked the head of a crawfish, I am sorry to say.
It’s okay, I haven’t either. Grosses me out.
P.S. I love your blog layout.
Thank you! I just recently changed it and I’m in love!
We can hang any day of the week Chicken! Great blog!!
Aw! Thank you so much!
Your tagline is epic and so is this page!
Thank you! I can’t wait to read more of yours!
I’m having a blog party. Please come, will ya? ;D
http://notthehardestpart.wordpress.com/2012/11/26/you-are-cordially-invited/
A personal invite on my blog? I can’t say no! I finally got around to reading the invite yesterday. I promise to send the RSVP tomorrow!
Holy fuck! That’s a lot to take in…
OMG, that’s what she said! Sorry, I talk too much.
That is a lot to take in! Some would say that talking to much is a virtue. I’m not sure who they are, but I bet they’re around somewhere
“That’s what she said” jokes are always appropriate. Thank you for reading, commenting, AND following! I hope I can keep you around!
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Ahh, another refreshing story of someone finding love when they stop looking for it. Congratulations on being freshly pressed! Thank you for following my blog, also. I hope the my posts can help you reach even more fans!
I would say it’s cliche, but not everyone finds their match on OkCupid.
Booze and tattoos. . .you sound like my kind of girl!!
Ha! I’ve read some of your posts via Le Clown and I have to say that I probably am! Welcome!
Oh, and the word fuck too. . .forgot that one! And really, how could I when it’s one of my absolute favorites?? hahaha