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

Monday, December 8, 2008

A New Day Dawning



Yes, the Rosy Fingered Dawn has called to me. My cheeks pink to match the sky, lips like rosebuds, eyes dewy! MizFlounce is at her best following my wonderful nights' sleep. The best slumber I've had since my life with Chemo began.

How can I remain indoors with so much beauty and self-satisfaction to display? I snapped my fingers and had long-suffering Paul collect my travel throne. We found the perfect spot for me at the end of the rainbow where I further filled myself with soft light and brimming good feelings.

I think today is going to be a great day. I certainly feel it right now!

Good to the last drop,
Judy (via jeff)

PS Jeff has suggested that I be his partner in the stage adaptation of "Gossamer Gasps" which he will be performing on American Idol in 2009. I am very enthused about the project!! I seem to recall having been approached many times for television and movie roles but never have I traipsed across the Big or Little Screen (I don't think). My son and I will perfect our steps over the Christmas Holidays...if Queen Janita, my baby girl, does not get too jealous and obstreperous!

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American Idols .

Queen Janita Disapproves! '
Queen Janita Smiles: Vintage 1958

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Madame Judy,

Recherche moi Monique?

The filles in mon eglise of Lyon say your tres bonnes hairs are so like the queen of Marie Antoinette.

She was gloire! you too...

Monique

PS Me parle on your http://mizflounce.blogspot.com/2008/10/radiance-revelation.html blog last

PPS http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=HCu4PevKdf4

Anonymous said...

Dear Judy,

I think the reason you are doing so well is because you have Paul responding to every snap of your finger.

You have him well aware of this truth that Victor also knows down to the molecular level: "If you give a woman any crap, be rady to receive a ton of shit in return."

Carol Faye

Anonymous said...

Dear Mz Flounce,

Monique sounds like a real dodo even given the degraded standards we hold our young to in this depraved age.

Marie Anoinette is not the femme fatale for you. I really think you should take a gander at Darwin Reedy on American Idol to truly meet your kindred spirit.

Ron

http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=qL91Avz-3PA

http://www.newsdayinteractive.com/project/blog/americanidol/uploaded_images/blond-730476.jpg

Anonymous said...

Mother!

Your memory really is shot. Look closely at the last picture in your blog today. Can't you recognize the classic look of joy on your baby's face? And I DON'T mean Paul Edmund!!!

That photo was taken the exact moment Jeff told me I was to play the part of "Perfect Exhalations" in your production of Gossamer Gasps. How could I not be overjoyed?

I love the idea that I will be the most important part of the entire piece. Wow! It will take all of my prodigious powers of thespianism to visualize those poor mullets gasping on the shores of a lake only then to turn round and breathily puff their auras out on stage to envelope you and Jeff!

Do you suggest mouthwash?

Queen Janita

janita said...

Mom (and Jeff) has failed to mention that I am now "anti-depressed," and am bothered by nothing. Happy...happy...happy.

Anonymous said...

Janita,

"Anti-depressed"? Was it a lobotomy?

Whatever was done to you...I am certain it has been an improvement.

Mrs. Merle Thompson

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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.