Just don't ask me about Denise Richards. It's complicated.

Well, as you can tell by my last post I needed some down time. So, I didn't post yesterday. Thank you for letting me do that. I have to say, I really like you all. I really do. Thanks.

It was kind of a blue day. The rain was still pushing down, my house was messy (which never helps your feelings) and my mom is coming in town.

Oh, Lord, why hast thou forsaken me?

Actually I was thinking of making a list of "ten things I really need when I'm down." But I didn't. However, if I had, number 10 would have been - My mom. No one can make me laugh more (I laugh both with her, and at her) and no one can cook for me like she does. And I will be requesting she do both while she's here.

We don't have a lot planned. I did order us some movies from Netflix, but she pretty much owns stock in the TruTV channel, so I figure we'll have that on most of the time. TruTV is true crime TV shows, one right after another. Or "slasher TV", as my dad likes to call it. Which makes her so mad.

She'll want to eat at Genghis Grill. And go to downtown Franklin at least once.

And the rest will be Remi, Remi, Remi. Day and night. Night and day. Which is good. Cuz I plan to nap.

Not much else going on around here. As I sit typing I have on the E! Channel reality show on Denise Richards, called Denise Richard: It's Complicated (which is ironic, cause it's really not). Which begs me to reconsider my stance on finding anything I care less about than exercising. Ladies and gentleman, exercising has just moved up a notch. Somebody call my doctor, who will be thrilled.

I did want to let you all know that this Friday I will be trying my hand at something - but it involves help from you. So I'm just gonna lay this out there - if you don't participate...I will be soooooo embarrassed. Here's the deal. This Friday I will be having a "You ask, I answer" day. Any question you have - send it my way. And when I say any question, I mean any question.
If it's about me - I'll answer it.
If it's about the Attorney General or Remi - I'll answer it.
If it's about cooking or cleaning or Cajun cuisine - I'll answer it.
If it's about your love life, your left foot or your leftovers - again, I'll answer it.
You ask. I answer.

All I ask is, just keep it clean, people. Keep it clean. Because I've lived a very sheltered life and let's be honest...I wouldn't know what to answer anyway.

*Side note: Since my mom will be here, I may be having her join me in the question-asking festivities. And if you have never met her, let me just say that should add a whole 'nother light on this thang!

So right over there on that little button that says "Melissa, I'd like a word with you" - just click on that and shoot me an email. DO NOT leave your questions in the comment section, because I will probably get around 10,000 questions and I won't be able to answer them all and I'll need to leave some for the next week. And we don't want to ruin the surprise for everyone, do we? No. We don't.

Okay, 10,000 was a guess. Just a guess. We'll see.

So let's see what you got. Oh, and if by any chance you are in my family and just want to humiliate me - do me a solid and don't email me questions like, "Melissa tell us about the time you tried out for cheerleader." Cause that's just mean.

I do, however, think this would be a great way to show you all that I'm not just a super savvy, charismatic, personality-filled, triple-threat, with a pretty face. I'm also smart. And humble.

As Jerry says to Kramer, every time Kramer had a "good" idea, "Oh yeah, that'll work."

Let your questions.....start.......NOW!