I have learned how to be broke and boujee, I have quite the talent for making life luxurious on a dime. So, here are my tips on how to live your life like the queen you are even if ya gotta fake it. Don't worry: we're all tempted to fake it sometimes.And that is O.K...I give you permission. A little organization, housecleaning, tips, shortcuts and hints to help save time / money and we can have that wonderful little Suzy come out in each and every one of us.
Thursday, December 27, 2018
A Very Violet Christmas
Labels:RECIPES,GARDENING,HOME,WEDDING, CAKES,OTHER
desserts,
grandbabies,
home,
Kitchen,
shabby chic
Tuesday, December 25, 2018
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL
Labels:RECIPES,GARDENING,HOME,WEDDING, CAKES,OTHER
Crafty Corner,
DIY,
Garden,
home,
Kitchen,
shabby chic
Thursday, December 20, 2018
Christmas Cookies with the Princess Violet
Labels:RECIPES,GARDENING,HOME,WEDDING, CAKES,OTHER
Kitchen,
shabby chic
Tuesday, December 18, 2018
Oneida "Coronation" Community Plate Silverware ~who knew??
Labels:RECIPES,GARDENING,HOME,WEDDING, CAKES,OTHER
home,
Kitchen,
Miscellaneous Ramblings,
recycled and repurposed,
shabby chic
Friday, November 30, 2018
Mammograms (why my first was my last)
Labels:RECIPES,GARDENING,HOME,WEDDING, CAKES,OTHER
Health and nutrition,
Miscellaneous Ramblings
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For years and years they told me,
Be careful of your breasts.
Don't ever squeeze or bruise them.
And give them monthly tests.
So I heeded all their warnings,
And protected them by law.
Guarded them very carefully,
And I always wore my bra.
After 30 years of astute care,
My gyno, Dr. Pruitt,
Said I should get a Mammogram.
"O.K," I said, "let's do it."
"Stand up here real close" she said,
(She got my boob in line,)
"And tell me when it hurts," she said,
"Ah yes! Right there, that's fine.
"
She stepped upon a pedal,
I could not believe my eyes!
A plastic plate came slamming down,
My hooter's in a vice!
My skin was stretched and mangled,
From underneath my chin.
My poor boob was being squashed,
To Swedish Pancake thin.
Excruciating pain I felt,
Within it's vice-like grip.
A prisoner in this vicious thing,
My poor defenseless tit!
"Take a deep breath" she said to me,
Who does she think she's kidding?!?
My chest is mashed in her machine,
And woozy I am getting.
"There, that's good," I heard her say,
(The room was slowly swaying.)
"Now, let's have a go at the other one."
Have mercy, I was praying.
It squeezed me from both up and down,
It squeezed me from both sides.
I'll bet SHE'S never had this done,
To HER tender little hide.
Next time that they make me do this,
I will request a blindfold.
I have no wish to see again,
My knockers getting steamrolled.
If I had no problem when I came in,
I surely have one now.
If there had been a cyst in there,
It would have gone "ker-pow!"
Of this, I have no doubt.
I'd like to stick his balls in there,
And see how THEY come out.
I will take my chances and be happy.