I've Arrived!

Oh Lambs, the most elegant thing has happened to me! Let me clutch you to my bosom and tell you everything! Oh stop whining, you'll have the imprint of my diamond broach on your cheek for the rest of the day, is that so awful? This is a special day!

Mama Zen, steeped in elegance herself, has bestowed upon me an award! I'm telling you, darlings, RRRRRamon had to help me over to the antique French fainting couch in my bedroom when I got the news! What's that, darling? Well, he had accidentally left his leather polish on the dresser. You know how scatterbrained the help can be, and RRRRamon, bless him, isn't even from here, he's from Venezagua or someplace where they probably have strange inelegant customs. But never mind that, darlings, you're side tracking me! Now where was I?

Oh yes! I've received this award from Mama Zen! Strictly entre nous, darlings, she's prying a bit. I have to tell why I blog. Sigh. I live religiously by the motto that "a lady never tells", but this time I will make an exception. A grand gesture. I feel as if I have the lead in "Evita"! Me, and not that tiresome bottle blonde, what's her name.

But I've gotten distracted again, darlings, I am simply in a state about this marvelous award. My late husband can keep all his stodgy "Businessman Of The Year" awards tacked to his depressing oak walls in his study, I've done him one better! And anyway, when he passed away...sniff....oh let me compose myself....I had that room detonated, I had forgotten.

Are you ready, lambs? For why I blog? All right, here goes! Oh, I feel like the presenter at the Oscars, but presenting to myself! Listen to the applause! They like me! They really like me! Anyway, Lambs, I blog in order to save you all having to subscribe to otherwise tiresome magazines like Town & Country. Now you can know all about what I'm doing without the society page! Well, darlings, you could take time out from mah jong, or whatever it is that keeps you from finding five minutes out of a week for me. But never mind! I am always more than willing to go to any lengths, no matter the personal inconvenience or cost to me, to make your lives easier. Lambs, I'm practically Betsy Ross, or Florence Nightingale, or whoever it was that ran around saving people and so forth. RRRRRRamon! I feel faint again, with joy....oh, yes, thank you, I'll be fine now. I just need a little nap, I think. You can show yourselves out, can't you? Ta!

Hehehe. Bitsy Henderson is just simply going to turn nine shades of green when she hears about this. Oh, I'm in love with my life, and everyone in it!

I feel so generous, I think I'll pass this award on to Pheromone Girl!

Ok, go now. Scoot, scat, I need time to take this in!

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