MizFlounce, Geriatric Bubble Girl!

I scurried over to the docs yesterday and got me some more shots to try and kick my white blood cell count up. It seems I have only enough of these bitsy bug biters on board to drop dead if an Angelfish were to look away from but not at me. South Louisiana, land of mud and mayhem, is definitely not the place to be hangin' in my weakened condition! More vermin per square inch live there with fewer doctors en garde! than probably any other place on Earth (no offense Zimbabwe). Nearly every day of my life on the Plantation herds of rats, possums, gators, gnats and skeeters chased me about. God only knows what Hidden Contagions reside in all that mold and Spanish Moss. Let us not even turn our Minds to the shrouded innards of the the Human Residents.

My chemo went smoothly on Wednesday. MizFlounce, geriatric Bubble Girl *, may be on Death's Door but I feel hale and hearty for now. My Screamin' Meemies seem to have taken a break and I am accustomed to hardly moving upright any longer. No one thinks I can remember anything long enough to notice they don't call me Mz Flounce any longer but Mz Slime Mold to honor my new mode of locomotion. Or, is it that all of you are trying to spotlight my current agility of mind and not that of my body?( http://herbarium.usu.edu/fungi/FunFacts/slimemold.htm )

The Doctor's Scale announced I had gained about 3 or 4 pounds since my last visit in mid-November. Chemical Analysis showed it to be 100% coagulated jello. (to understand why see http://mizflounce.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-have-lift-off.html ) OMG! That IS Shelby's coagulated jello pictured above! I scarfed the stuff up by the tanker full (soooo good) on Thanksgiving Day. How could I have forgotten? (don't answer that) Wouldn't you think my own adored niece would tell me the stuff was not actually digestible?

Effrontery surrounds me but just bounces off due to my sturdy self-esteem. Or is it the plastic bubble?

Judy, Philosopher Queen reigns!

Janet and the gran-chirrens, Ariel and Wolf, will float in late on the 23rd and waft out on the 30th or the 31st. I always love to see those impish darlings! I suppose Ariel and Wolf will spend all of their time rappin', gettin' a groove on, smokin' some weed, actin' boughie**. Whatever yunggins get up to these days. I will make certain Janet is scrubbing that kitchen floor and cleaning the pantry. Review "Mommy Dearest" for a preview of Christmas at Shangri-La for Queen Janita if she gets uppity!

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Queen Janita gets Uppity

http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=xucW5erDpGw.

Chip, my son-in-law will not be in tow. He is mending very well indeed from his surgery and treatment for colon cancer. Chip should have a complete and wonderful healing. Still, he is in the midst of that recovery and should not be gallivanting about the countryside. I think he intends to remain warm and cosy in their N'awlins bungalow over the Holidays; a roaring fire and gallons of hot toddy to see him through.

Jeff just said he might try and fly out right after Christmas until early January since his patients are totally flaky during that time anyway and don't show up. He says due to the bad economy patients don't pay him and insurance companies never. He is looking forward to Debtor's Prison. "Why not take a trip before they throw me in the slammer" seems to be his current guiding mantra

Jeff Contemplates Debtor's Prison

I would love to see Jeff though...maybe he can resurrect my Verandah Shangri-La? Anyway, he is always so calm and light-hearted (madcap?) What a joy it is to have him around! (briefly)

I cannot politely allow myself to relish his non-stop waiting on me whenever he is in my presence without feeling unseemly.

Without Seems,

Judy (via jeff)

PS Social maven and dear friend, Ann D (a modern Elsa Maxwell **) just sent a video of one of the frolics she recently created and hosted for the Posh Set in her area. Ann suggests this party game would add some spice to the lives of the mature set here in "Less than Hot Springs". What do you think? I trotted out and snagged me the biggest vibrating plunger available here in excited anticipation of my End of Chemo Garden Party. I could host one in Louisiana! Better not. Nutra' Rats would probably eat us.

Ann D aka Elsa Maxwell***
Southern Social Maven

"Serve the dinner backward, do anything - but for goodness sake, do something weird"

Garden Party for Southern Ladies, Millennium 2000

Voracious, Carnivorous Nutra' Rat

* actually a sad, sad story. http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/amex/bubble/ I will be long gone, thankfully, before anything ever comes to this. One great thing about being Ancient is that no one would ever consider spending resources on me in this way. I am not at all religious but all I can say to that reality is, "Thank ya, Lord Jesus!!!"

**Boughie: High Class; acting rich or used to the finer things life has to offer. That hoe needs to stop actin' boughie everybody knows she frontin'.

**http://www.clanmaxwellusa.com/elsa.htm My friend, Ann, does not have an entry yet on Wikipedia but her latest social success surely indicates you should post one?

Passing the Time or Past my Time?

My good friend Faye sent me a photo or two to reflect upon as I sit beached following my chemo yesterday.

The first pic is an Idea she has for our tombstone. Faye has forgotten that Paul and I intend to be unceremononiously cremated and tossed to the winds.

Nevertheless, I like the way her idea "pops".

The second is a family picture she saw on a minivan that looked like my Squish Mobile (see my blog entry from 12 October, http://mizflounce.blogspot.com/2008/10/tongues-unleashed.html) which also seemed to accurately portray our branch of the Jones family.

I will have to trot out and take a gander at our window for it does seem to be us. I did not realize Big Biscuits had taken to chalk-n-glass as a new creative outlet.

It is so interesting to see what one's wake in this journey through life inspires in others.

Back to sleep...

Mind boggled even when comatose,
Judy (via jeff)


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MizFlounce bathed in the Music of the Spheres

Venus, Jupiter and Mr. Moon Serenade

December 2008

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I stand transported in the dawn darkness here on my Verandah Shangri La (now my Frozen Sludge Cesspool Deck). Venus, Jupiter, Mr. Moon and all the Heavenly Hosts are pouring lovely sounds over me. I am a Sage of Yore reborn absorbing the Wisdom of the Universe.

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"NOT" you say?

Hardly matters since none of their tunes stick as you have tiresomely heard over and over again. Especially today since Dr. "Killjoy" Muldoon, whom I dearly love since he is trying to save my derriere, is to shoot me up with my own custom concocted brain toxins around 10 AM.

I now have only vague recollections of my Thanksgiving 2008 ... even the confabulated ones! I do recall the scrumptious Cranberry Salad (coagulated, congealed, ameliorated, whatever!) that Shelby served and that Shelby looked lovely placing it on the table. I am not entirely certain now about the hot pants and tank top I think she was sporting. Could those provocative rainments have been something I was flashing on the farm in 1968? Now that I walk down memory lane I can recall the sensible black heels I wore with that ensemble as Paul and I stepped out for our evenings of Zydeco...

Don't worry. Janet and Jeff did not suffer too much brain damage being left to fend off the 'possums and roof rats during those nights of magic and music. Although, I do recall one anecdote Jeff tells of drifting off to sleep in sheer terror and exhaustion only to awaken with a cockroach in his mouth the size of a B-47. Never no mind! That Child is still prone to wild hyperbole.

Louisiana...Sportman's Paradise!

Even Snuggles seems to be more part of a Shakespearean "all the world's a stage" than my precious pet with whom I turkey trotted round the Estate here screamin' and dancin' with wild abandon. I will have to check for feathers in Pod's dog kennel.

But, for now, the sky is lovely and I feel most simpatico with it! I trust you have been enjoying it yourself?

Filled with the Wonder of it All!
Judy (via jeff)

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Jupiter, Bringer of Jollity http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3B49N46I39Y
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e3fqE01YYWs

Venus: The Bringer of Peace http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oKvG0RU4_fI

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o4CPMYDG2RE

and there somewhere in the night sky but definitely with me on the verandah:
Saturn, Bringer of Old Age

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ESARBMvPJ4M



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