Wilkommen, Bievenue, Welcome. It’s a Cabaret, My Friends.

I just wanted to say “Howdy!” to some of my new stalkers  readers!  Welcome!

A special shout-out to my ex-asshole.  Seems he can’t stay away from me and has been checking in on my blog daily for a while to see what we’re up to.  Go away, Ex.  I’m not publishing your delusional psychotic comments.  Go and be with your family.  They love you.  Be grateful for that.  If it makes you feel better,  you can call me your ex-bitch.  THAT would be a name I would be PROUD to wear on a t-shirt.

I also won’t be publishing any anonymous comments.  If I  have the balls to write about my life and the people in it, you should have the balls to leave your name and email.  Harassment doesn’t scare me.  I had a dream the other day that I was a Ninja.  I now know the moves.  And they’re frightening.


On another note, Beena said my pancakes are confused.  Does anyone have a good pancake tutorial they can point me to?  Seems my pancakes can be likened to blubber, the thick skin on pudding or hockey pucks.  I don’t know what I’m doing wrong, but I need to perfect my pancake abilities.  Ninja abilities I’ve got down pat.  Pancakes, not so much.


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