Friday, June 22, 2012

Y'all Are So Bustiere-d...I Mean Busted!



C'mon y'all.

Did y'all really think I laid down Cat Daddy's good money for that book?

If I'm gonna spend that kinda do-re-mi on anything besides bling...it's gonna be for Carolyn's new book Through The French Door.  I bet she can help me pick the right shade of gray!

("Who knew there were so many Pink Panthers prowling icognito in the fiction aisle of Barnes & Nobles?" she says with a Purr-r-r and a wiggle giggle!)

Besides...have y'all read me?

You know I detest exercise in any form or fashion.

The only times I feel the need to hyper-extend any of my body parts might be when my nose gets outta joint or I got me a crick in my neck from looking over my shoulder one to many times.

Besides...remember my mantra?

Don't exercise...accessorize.

AND

just so's ya know...

I don't care if they once belonged to Harry Houdini....

handcuffs will never be invited to any of my daily Arm Parties

...unless of course they are mink lined!

4 comments:

red.neck chic said...

i'm blushing....
i can't BELIEVE you caught me with my nose buried at Barnes & Noble...

LOLOLOL

you know - handcuffs are the next big "pop" for four posters....

:)
chickie baby

Unknown said...

You are absolutely the funniest thing ever! The only thing shady I'm reading is paint chips!
Val

Lisa said...

Hi Deb,
Oh you make me laugh! I just read the last 2 posts in bed this morning & spilt coffee down my PJs! I love it, 50 shades of grey, a detailed color wheel! Your twisted. I also have no interest in that book, if Kevin saw it on my bedside table I'd never get any sleep! LOL
Talk to you soon.
Lisa

Pam @ Frippery said...

You are too funny! No Shades of Gray for me. I am too particular about writing style and I have read over and over that the book reads like it was written by a 14 year old, albeit a very advanced 14 year old. I think it would drive me nuts trying to get past the poor writing. I would much rather be reading your blog and snorting tea outta my nose. LYthH, Pammy