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Atlanta Housewives - IT JUST GETS BETTER AND BETTER ...

Well, MISS PHAEDRA treated all of us to her session of very personal and special pregnancy photographs.

Composition of photo? Apollo feeding Phaedra a ginormous pickle (oh my ... there are sooooo many things I can say right now ... especially if your old man has been in "the joint").

Miss Phaedra believes that ...."pregnancy photographs are sooooo artistic ....(especially when SHE'S in them).

OKAY, It's only been two episodes and I totally cannot stand her.

And Sheree, your doctor is NOT a doctor. Trust me my love. HOW DO I KNOW? I KNOW. He's a charlatan. A phony, a fake. First of all, he invites Sheree over to "his friend's apartment" (?????) (right there I'd be all WTF?!) His explanation? He's bi-coastal. Uh-huh. My translation: "the dude's got no pad of his own".

So, the original plan was to invite her over and he would cook her dinner. But when she gets there, he ends up getting Miss Sheree to slice up some strawberries and then help him make a batch of cookies. GIRL! WAKE UP!!!!! Honestly, I can't figure out why she continues to see him! Is it because she really thinks he's a doctor and there's potential there? Or is it because she thinks he's really good lookin'? Personally, I find him really creepy. Well, whatever the case may be, I'm fairly certain that this is a bomb just waiting to go off ... AND I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL IT DOES!



  1. LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    The "KABOOM" at the end just cracked me up!!!!!!!!!!!!

  2. The above is from Sister-Friend

  3. Ha, ha. I have to say that the funniest part for me was that you actually included a picture of....let's call it the instruments of interior body lavage.

  4. Even though I"ve been quiet Deb-I'm still here and still love you and these hilarious posts! There are No words for Ms. Phaedra. (White Frosted eyes and lips -or is lilac?) No words.

  5. LOL!!! I really need to start watching TV that is more educational! I always miss these shows!


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An Ode to Viggo
Who knows where or when my love for you began it took me by surprise and filled up my whole life
Some laughed and called me mad but I knew that was sad for love cannot be mocked and Viggo, my world rocked
I've seen his every film, his songs, his poems and still I love him more each day and that's how it will stay  for in my dreams he lives
Each step through ether's door we meet forever more and so shall it remain until my life should wane
- Signed Debbie Nunez Mortensen :) (yes, I know I'm weird)