Wednesday, February 19, 2025

CHUCKLES

You know what I said to one of my gentleman suitors the other night? I said "Chadwick, you're like a slinky. You have no real purpose, and it would give me a great pleasure to push you down a flight of stairs."


Valentine's Day was last week, and the Lad texted and asked if he could be my Valentine." I said hell no you can't, for medical reasons." He said " What? What medical reasons? I said to him, Yes, for medical reasons, because you make me sick." Then he told me he got his taxes done on Valentines Day. And I said, "Why is that Adrien" He said, " Well, it was the only way I was going to get fucked." And then you know what he said? " You know Mistress, before you I had a boyfriend in every state. I said, "Yeah, right Adrien. State of denial, State of regret and State of remorse."

And then do you know what he said to me last night? The smart ass. "Mistress, how do you communicate with a MAGA Republican anti vaxxer?" And I said, "How Adrien" And he said, "Through a Ouija Board." Then he asked me if a knew what bordered on stupidity? I said, What Adrien? And he said, Canada and Mexico."

What really goes in in the Ovel Office....


While having coffee with my good friend Mame the other day she asked if I'd heard about the MAGA Republican that got rushed to the hospital by shoving 30 toy horses up his ass. I said, "Really Mame? How's his condition?" Mame said, "Stable." But I shared with her a study I read. It said that 50% of MAGA men don't fall asleep right after sex. Mame said, I wonder why? I said," Because, they still have to drive home from their mistress's house."

Even Warbucks is something else. He told me the other night on the phone if I ever need a kidney transplant, he'd donate me one of his. I said, "This is an awful conversation, but that is nice to know, but what if my body doesn't except it." And he said, Oh, Mistress, I'm not worried, your body hasn't rejected any organ in the last 15 years."

Monday, February 17, 2025

LET US PRAY

 The Casa du Borghese Altar of Patron Saints is almost complete!

While the Casa du Borghese has many Patron Saints, these are the most major ones....

Ann Miller, Patron Saint of huge, fabulous hair and Talented Taps.

Amy Winehouse, Our Patron Saint of Song, Libations and Wing Eyeliner.

Luigi Mangione- Patron Saint of Adorable Rogue-ness, Killer Smiles, and Antiheros

RuPaul, Patron Saint of Creativeness, Uniqueness Nerve and Talent.

Joan Crawford, Patron Saint of Style, Good Housekeeping, and Giving No Fucks.

And soon, the collection will be complete with the Ultimate Patron Saint....

Lady Bunny, Patron Saint of Filth, Mod Style, and Drag Queens.


Let us bow our heads...... 

MOOD BOARD

 

A Monday for me..... and no coffee!!!! Can you even imagine? While my head cold is pass already, I always play it safe and avoid any dairy in my diet for two weeks after so as not to hold over any remnants of germs. Dairy is one of the worst things to enjoy doing colds and flus and since I use Italian sweet cream in coffee, I have been enjoying lemon and ginger tea with added honey, which I must admit, I'm enjoying. This weekend was spent mostly indoors as we had snow and sleet on Saturday, followed by cold and heavy rains yesterday, with very strong gales. Even the birds can barely hold on to the feeders. So...I made some dinner for the week, meatloaf, a casserole dish of 6 layer lasagna, and four nice sized stuffed peppers, and two loaves of oat bread. This house smelt lovely. And I finally heard from Cali Boi. He is fine and while his home with his hubby is alright, they did have to leave since the fire came within feet of the house, but his hubby did lose his place they kept in the terrible fires of California, Meanwhile I avoided news for the most part....too hard to see the country being taken apart, and we're still only in the beginning stages. This year seems to stink already.

Sunday, February 16, 2025

LATE NIGHT-LADY BUNNY

Lady Bunny is back at it again....with her antics and hilarity...but this time she is muscling in on my man crush, Luigi Manigone, with one of the love letters, ok maybe a lust letter than I would have written. That cow!