The Way We Were

Thank you all for noticing that Flaurella hasn't been here lately. I know for a fact that she appreciates your emails and phone calls and gifts, yessiree, especially the gifts.

Flaurella has been dealing with some health issues of the third kind. Even when Ms. Chickie is free from the influence of the others, it seems lately she's dealing with pollen allergies or food poisoning or a virus. It's always something with that broad. I think she likes it in her own little world where the E.T's float around and the voices do not allow her to blog. I insisted she go to the doctor today but so far, she hasn't budged out of that leather chair of hers.

Now, I don't think she's in danger of buying new Nike's, a purple cape and trying hitch a ride on the Hale-Bopp but The Flaurella is seriously stressed and it is affecting her health. So, here I am, stepping in to fill the gap until her next shipment of Acai Berries arrives from the Amazon. I'll try to keep you posted as time permits and forward any messages or photos as deigned by Her Grumpiness.

In the meantime, today, I am here to wish Flaurella a Happy Two Year Blog Anniversary. Frankly, not only did she look and act a lot younger two years ago when she started this thing, she seemed far more mentally competent to yours truly. But, what do I know? I am only the messenger who promised to help out for a while.

Happy Blogiversary, Flaurella.
You used to rock.
Snap Outta it!