Monday, May 24, 2010

I Yield to Janet (this time)


Contest Winner to be announced....

10 comments:

Francis K7 said...

She blackmailed you, didn't she?

Sharon K. Mayhew said...

No way! Are you tied up in a closet somewhere?

Ann Marie Wraight said...

Are you sure you're OK?

...is it possible that THE Lady has laced your SUNKIST with some kind of truth-telling drug...try drinking ONLY tap water for a day or two...safer to consume just chlorine...

Josin L. McQuein said...

See what your horrible blood feud has done?!

It's always the innocent ones that suffer. :-(

NOT THE PUPPY!!!

C.M. Villani said...

Oh no! Puppy Down, Puppy Down!
Quick Suzie save yourself before the evil woman turns on you too!!

Sidenote: no puppies were harmed in the making of this turf war. Thank you. :D

Terri said...

Ohhhh . . . . puppies . . .

Sorry, did somebody say something?

PS: I love my doggies more than anything, but that pic gives me a serious jones for some puppy!

Janet Johnson said...

Poor puppy . . . victim of the fued.

Rest his soul.

le fleur said...

can I hug him? *-*

Brandi G. said...

Puppy! She looks a lot lik my chihuahua (same white markings and everything). So cute.

HLWampler said...

Puppies!!!

Wait what was the topic again? Something about blood? Or a feud? Or...oh cute puppy.

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Five Random Things About Suzie

1. I drink so much orange soda, it's probably running through my veins. I've been known to go through a twelve pack of diet sunkist in a day.

2. I'm legitimately nocturnal (or a vampire). I will be so exhausted at two pm that I'm falling asleep standing up - it has happened before, at Six Flags no less - but as soon as the sun goes down I'm wide awake.

3. I have a gorgeous unused $6000 Reem Acra wedding dress hanging in my closet, and it showed up on my doorstep the same day my (now ex) fiance broke up with me. And thank God for that. I wouldn't have wanted to waste that dress on him.

4. Social anxiety plagues me daily. I write a script and practice in front of the mirror when I have to make a phone call, but most people who interact with me have no idea how nervous I am (or perhaps they lie) because I've worked so hard to try to overcome it.

5. I'm actually worried that I will never love my children (when I do have them in the far off future) as much as I love my dogs. I just like animals better than people - they're sweet and innocent and soft and furry - is that so wrong?