Secret..Secret..I got a Secret!

(This is a re-post from last year...a little reminder for all you Hussy newbies of who I am and why I am here. Before the blog post starts, please remember to kindly turn off all cell phone devices and get your kids to shut up. Thank you....and enjoy the post.)

Ok...now that The Hussy Housewife my blog has now officially turned "One Year Old", I feel that this may be a good time to let you all know some of my secrets. Secrets that I have been hiding for some time now. I was afraid if I let you know the real me..you would all turn up your noses up at me and run away. Have all your fingers pointing at me in the room. Or go blog all my most inner..deep secrets to the whole land of Internet tubes.

Am I crazy for Swayze? Or just plain crazy? These questions I can not answer for you, that is for you to decide. I guess I may need some help explaining this. Who should I call? Ty Pennington? Chuck Norris? Rod Blagojevich?Oprah?

NO! I will have Styx help explain this. I will reveal my deep dark secrets through a song. That should make this difficult discussion easier.

I will write my own lyrics as they pertain to me. So you can play the video/song..then follow along below with my lyrics..if you will. I hope this doesn't change the way you all feel about me...but I have to get this off my lovely chest:

Introducing: The Hussy Housewife AKA "Mrs. Hussy Roboto"

You're wondering who I am..machine or mannequin?

With parts made in Japan, I am the mod-ren woman

I've got a secret I've been hiding under my apron

My heart is human, my blood is boiling, my brain A.D.H.D.

So if you see me acting strangely, don't be surprised

I'm just a housewife who needed some pills and booze, and somewhere to blog and hide

Pills and Booze to keep me alive-just take them to keep me alive

Somewhere to hide, I take them to keep me alive

I'm not a Hussy without emotions-I'm not what you see

I've come to help you with your problems by blogging

I blog so we can be free

I'm not your hero! I'm not a savior! Forget what you know

I'm just a housewife whose circumstances went beyond her control

Beyond my control-we all need control--I have no self-control-we all need self-control!

I am the modern housewife, who hides behind a blog

So no one else can see my true identity

Domo arigato, Mrs. Hussy Roboto, domo...domo

Domo arigato, Mrs. Hussy Roboto, domo...domo

Domo arigato, Mrs. Hussy Roboto, domo...domo

Thank you very much, Mrs. Hussy Roboto

For blogging the topics that everyone is afraid to

And thank you very much, Mrs. Hussy Roboto

For helping me escape in your blog just when I needed to

Thank you-thank you, thank you.

I want to thank you, please, thank you

The problem's plain to see: too much reality TV

Machines to save our lives. Machines dehumanize

The time has come at last, To throw away this mask

Now everyone can see, My true identity...I'm the Hussy! Hussy! Hussy! Hussy Housewife!