Friday Lunch

Hiiiiii my little gay babies!  It's ya Aunt Francine!   Uncle Frank felt it necessary to take a picture of my lunch tray from today, so I thought I'd share it with ya.  

The menu was grapes and uncooked squash, one hard boiled egg and three pieces of seven grain toast with a tiny garlic and herb laughing cow cheese byproduct.    Oh. My. God.    Do you know what we pay to stay at this place and THIS is what they serve us for lunch????? 

The eggs give us gas, no one can chew the uncooked squash and lemme tell you my little fagolahs......you haven't experienced pain until you get one of those damn tiny seeds off the bread under your dentures.  Yeah.   

 

Thank GAWD Shady Acres retirement villa is only an occasional destination!!!   I'd better go now...that egg gas is kicking in with Uncle Frank and I'd rather not be here when that erupts!! 

 

BYE Babies!!!  MUAH!

 

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1929 Year Book Photograph

Hiiii Babies!   Look what came in the mail today!  It's ya Aunt Frannie all the way back from 1929!  Yeahhhh.   That wonderful Karen Valentine  clipped it from her high school year book when ya Aunt Frannie was a substitute teacher at Mildred Pierces School For Wayward Girls!    That Karen was such a card.   She was doing time in the 8th grade for smoking pot with Dawn Wells (Maryanne from Gilligans Island)...and boy was she a troublemaker!  Anyhoo, you know ya Aunt Frannie is only 5'2" but the librarian Doby Gillis thought it would be hilarious to perch me on a step stool in front of the required reading list for the year.  Oh my, I was afraid of heights back then.  Does it show?   I hope you're having a great day my little fagolahs!   (Uncle Frank sends his love!) Send help!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ernie & I at the Emmys!

Of course you know, my good friend Ernest Borgnine, with whom I had a menag-tois with back in the late 40s passed away not too long ago.    I found this photo yesterday while dusting Uncle Franks tea cup collection in our bedroom.  

Ya Uncle Frank never really liked Ernie, only because he was jealous, but I must say this is one of my favorite photos!  

Ernie's wife (I forget her name) came down with a terrible case of the mumps so I filled in for her as his escort for the evening.   Oh my, it was so glamorous!

The dress was borrowed from Elaine Schiffler of "Elaines Gowns and Stuff" located in the Paramus Mall in Hackinsac NJ.    I just love her stock, and my how handsome Ernest looks in his tuxedo! (Though I must say Uncle Frank is still the handsomest man I know)
  
We make a dashing couple don'tcha think?

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My GOD They're Trying To Kill Us!

Hiiiiii Babies!  I was going to tweet this pic on twitter but then I remembered I have no idea how to twat.   HA!  Yes I stole that from Kathy Griffin, but who's gonna tell her?  Besides, she loves the fagolahs just like ya Aunt Frannie so she wouldn't care that I "borrowed" it, unlike Agnes Moorehead who never returned my Spanx!...But I digress (I blame that on the Zanax).

Anyhoo, most of you know that in addition to being the Head Mistress at Mildred Pierces School For Wayward Girls, and being on my nephew Geoffey's podcast, I sometimes take a break from all the glitz and glamour and retreat to my 'get away' apartment at Shady Hills Nursing Home.   

 

I've been suspicious of them for awhile now, but today everything was confirmed!  

See what they served us for lunch???????? 

 I can practically hear Uncle Franks arteries clogging as we speak!  

 

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