Junk in the trunk and Rolling along.

Happy Friday!

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Sent to me via email: “I am comfortable, thanks for asking”

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I was dumbstruck yesterday when I saw the storm damage in Alabama and surrounding states. I just want to help all the victims there!!!!  So heartbreaking. Prayers for all those in need.

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*Someone* went to the Dr. this week for a mysterious skin growth.

*Someone* left the Dr. knowing that she had gained too much weight and needs to get some junk out of her trunk.

Now that’s embarrassing.

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If you can’t get your tights up over your hips…you need to skip the morning cookies.

‘nuff said.

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Well, I must go easy on Cocoa now…because I had ONE OF THOSE DAYS yesterday. I worked in the yard in the morning and the rest of the day I spent going from the fridge to the pantry. And then the pantry to the fridge. and so on…and so on…I could not find anything that tasted good…so I kept on trying. ALL.DAY.LONG.

By 7pm, I felt like this:

And today, I am full AND I want a French bulldog. Even if the Coach says they look like pigs who mated with aliens. That would be a palien. Or an aliepig. Oink.

 

Have a beautiful weekend doing something fun, unless it involves cookies. I’m just sayin’…..

XOXOXOX

Suz

Mary J*ne who?

Mary J*ne you.

I think I have posted this Easter photo before; it brings me such delight.

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My brother Mark, poised, polished, alert.

Me: Stoned. 

(we won’t mention the shortness of this dress!)

I recall hearing my Mom tell stories of the Dr.’s giving pregnant women some sort of ‘speed’ drug while they were preggers back in the day. I don’t know why…perhaps to keep them thin?

I swear though…each time I see this photo, My MOM must have ingested a humongous amount of Mary J*ne brownies instead of the speed stuff. Maybe she had one of those free loving hippie Dr.’s. GetAttachment_thumb

The residual lasted for years. I may have been ok most of the year, but come Easter Sunday…when I caught sight of my Easter basket with all that grass in it….I was toast.

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Thank you all for your encouraging words on my last ‘stressed’ post about my kids. I have taken matters into my own hands and we won’t be having anymore boy issues.

If you would like to contact my children, send me a note. I will slip it under the closet door for them. They will be out in about 12 years.

“Yes, I know it is dark in there…get USED to IT!”

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Peace out ya’ll!   

XOXO, SUZ

(I wonder if that lady is still smokin’?)