My mother became ill in August 2008 with ovarian cancer. This is a story of the final months of an exceptional woman.

Friday, December 12, 2008

XXXmas Greetings from N'awlins

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"Mommy Dearest,
Wet, luscious snow flakes are floating down.
I ran out and laid down in the front yard in my Panties
to let the Frosty Flakes fill my Belly Button.
I smushed our camera.
Here is a self drawn pic for you.
It is not a Rorschach.
QueenJanita"
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"Dear Daughter,
Your tableau vivant* brings to mind
the words of Winnie the Pooh:
'did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again?'
You have frozen my brain even without the snow.
A true Christmas Miracle!
With Luv in my Heart!
Mother
PS: don't reveal your new hobby to BigBiscuits
PPS: are you Barbarella** come to us from the future?"

PPS: Pod believes your neighbors are in danger. You may have let too much snow pile up.
One of those science programs he watches demonstrates the principle.

This is the South. You will be lynched.

QueenJanita's XXXmas Ice Crack

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I am not quite certain what Queen Janita is doing out there with the snow in her front yard but I will suggest she purchase this very edifying piece to reflect deeply upon: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l-8u3Mr5xAM. We may save her yet! Without "intervention" I fear QueenJanita may become too tawdry and tainted, albeit yipping and yapping happily in her anti-depressed condition, for use in our upcoming exquisite production of "Gossamer Gasps" on American Idol.
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XXXmas has truly arrived!
Judy (via jeff)




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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Grandma, the work mom had done on her chin and boobies are really lookin' fine, don't ya think? Maybe a bit of sukkin' on the tummy might make the snowflakes less likely to fall off? its all gotten so pooochy down there i think she has a bellybutton outtie now! ariel

Anonymous said...

I don't know. Janet's self-portrayed makes it look like she has triggered a snowstorm of rats. Or crows divebombing and laying down some serious dooky.

Whatever is landing on her it definitely does not look like "luscious, wet snow".

I think your daughter is a Weather Girl wannabee -- not Barbarella. Unfortunately, it was not raining men that day in New Orleans either!

Rupert
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lpXH7GiSaxs

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Born in rural Arkansas my tongue took up residence in my cheek shortly thereafter. I use it to speak "Genteel Southern Lady". Cussin' I only use when provoked by the Uppity. Paul, my husband, and I have lived in Cajun Country for many years raising cane, twins (a boy and a girl; now adults? definitely old) and other mischief. Alligators, water moccassins and bears have tussled with me as I protect our swampy coastal farmstead. We are stuck now on lovely Lake Hamilton near Hot Springs where we have our second home. We have been here waiting for Godot since my heart valves blew out Late November 2007 and now with cancer diagnosed August 2008. The Furies have me in their sights... I am writing this blog to let my Beloveds know how I am doing so they will not "get off" in imagined ways on my dire straits. The reality is bad enough without turning my story into a B-grade movie of the mind. I know all of you wish me the very best. And I miss you! never no mind your fevered imaginations. This is as close as I can get to a fond and loving chat with you right now... Sadly, Judy aka Mizflounce passed away peacefully early on Sunday morning May 30th 2009 age 78.