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I forgot to tell you the worst bit.The day after the visit, back home, in the grim grey light of morning when it had become clear that the negotiating process was going to end badly but whilst we were still mired in it, my friend who had been looking after our hamster phoned to say he wasn't looking very well. Not very well at all.He had been healthy at 4.00am that morning, when she had been
I forgot to tell you the worst bit.The day after the visit, back home, in the grim grey light of morning when it had become clear that the negotiating process was going to end badly but whilst we were still mired in it, my friend who had been looking after our hamster phoned to say he wasn't looking very well. Not very well at all.He had been healthy at 4.00am that morning, when she had been
I forgot to tell you the worst bit.The day after the visit, back home, in the grim grey light of morning when it had become clear that the negotiating process was going to end badly but whilst we were still mired in it, my friend who had been looking after our hamster phoned to say he wasn't looking very well. Not very well at all.He had been healthy at 4.00am that morning, when she had been

Year of the Tiger Lady!



Well, here's a first.. I'm actually blogging in a bar. Like a champ I spent my entire Saturday working at home & then I came down with a near fatal case of CABIN FEVER! So, I slipped on a skirt, threw my computer in a bag & fled to the closest bar I could find that has wifi. I couldn't be in a better place to celebrate the awesomeness that is THE YEAR OF THE TIGER! Don't even get me started on the fact that Chinese New Year falls on Valentines Day this year! Seriously don't - I'll start speaking in tongues or something and that's never pretty. Sure, I know Chinese New Year isn't until tomorrow, but tomorrow is a mere 15 minutes away at this point.
In the eyes of the Chinese Zodiac I am not a Tiger - I am a Cock, but when I go into my cave to meet my power animal I am greeted by a friendly purring Tiger.
SO - THIS IS MY YEAR! Because I say so - astrology be damned.

I'm feeling oh so brave & while some are saying that year of the tiger + valentines doesn't necessarily call for a love fest but I feel ready to prove them WRONG!
I'm feeling lovey. I'm feeling dovey & generally optimistic on all fronts. I know what you are thinking - 'Bonnie's at the bar having drinks, of course she feels like everything is on the up & up' but you are wrong. I just got here and have only had a sip of my cocktail (which is delicious by the way Tequila + grapefruit soda & a touch of salt, Mmmm).

My world is filled with Tigers & we're all doing a very attractive little happy dance (see above). In the next few weeks you can expect to see a few new Tigerlicious T-shirts in the shop - one even includes a Tiger Shark! We here at Model Citizen do not discriminate against any kind of tiger. Also - since it is the year of the tiger Natalie Slater & I will be holding the first ever America's Next Top Tiger Contest! Where YOU my dear readers can write in and tell us all about your lovely selves for a chance to become the next Tiger Lady on a Model Citizen T! When? I'm not quite sure, I will keep you posted.

Anywho - Lets get back to lovey & dovey - Happy VD Everybody! May your day be filled with hugs & wine & duets in the shower & butterfly kisses & spankings (if that's the kind of thing you might be in to). As for me, I'm going to spend the day with my manpanion. He's got a surprise for me! Exciting! So I leave you with this - one of my favorite love songs of all time!
It has the greatest line ever: Hot n heavy, pumpkin pie, chocolate candy, Jesus Christ, ain't nothin' please me more than you....



xoxo!
Bonnie Rue

Thanksgiving: yes, I'm still on about it

OK. Time to reveal what is behind all this ‘shadow cast over the sunshine that was Thanksgiving’ blurb. We don't have a return ticket. It must be nice to be sent abroad by a company, for a fixed period of time, 2 or 3 years say, safe in the knowledge that they'll bring you home again to the corporate fold. But we're free-lancers. We sold our house and bought one here. We don't have jobs to go
OK. Time to reveal what is behind all this ‘shadow cast over the sunshine that was Thanksgiving’ blurb. We don't have a return ticket. It must be nice to be sent abroad by a company, for a fixed period of time, 2 or 3 years say, safe in the knowledge that they'll bring you home again to the corporate fold. But we're free-lancers. We sold our house and bought one here. We don't have jobs to go
OK. Time to reveal what is behind all this ‘shadow cast over the sunshine that was Thanksgiving’ blurb. We don't have a return ticket. It must be nice to be sent abroad by a company, for a fixed period of time, 2 or 3 years say, safe in the knowledge that they'll bring you home again to the corporate fold. But we're free-lancers. We sold our house and bought one here. We don't have jobs to go
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