Monday, August 21, 2006

How's That For Flattery...

I have been paid too of the highest compliments of my life in the last few days.

I was told that I am not "bat shit crazy" like some of the girls in my life.

And

I am actually a goddess.

Who else wants to make me feel special now? Although, my nephew did a pretty good job of it when he almost knocked me over hugging me today. I love that kid.

7 comments:

Paw and Claw Designs said...

Juicy, Goddess of IT!

Anonymous said...

Are you sure you're not bat shit crazy?

Girl Next Door said...

Apparently not. Have you seen the women I hang out with?

Ren said...

I didn't know that bat shit was craazy...

I'll tell you what really is crazy: Not to give it for June.

Yes, I said "it".

Chris said...

And thus "The Cult of Juicy" formed...

Chris said...

Poor Kiki...

Girl Next Door said...

Don't "Poor Kiki"....she is out of her mind some days.