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A Humorous Look at Life, as seen through the eyes of a fun-loving, middle-aged, somewhat cynical, slightly crazy Fat Chick.

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Who is Cellulite Queen?

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I can't be 50 already!!

The Red Light

My Golf Ball Sized Head

White Resin Chairs

My Camping Calamities

Martha Stewart of Mommies

Starting a Diet SUCKS!

THE GREAT ADVENTURE!!

Nelson and Wild West City

MOMZILLA Invades Jersey!

A Visit To The Bakery

(almost) Legal Disclaimer

The Art of Ostriching...

A Surprise Birthday Party

FAT in a Thin World

Blue Man Group Las Vegas!

A Chocoholic's Recipes

We Interrupt This Life...

September 11, 2001

I Kissed Rudy Giuliani!!

Hitting the High Notes!!

Harry's Anal Adventure

Ryno Meets the METS!!

Last Visit to Manhattan.

Wear Sunscreen!!

That THING in the Cage

SUPER-SIZE NOTHING!!

Do you ever wonder...

Animals Are People Too!

REFUSE to Grow Up!!

Enjoy the Journey of Life

Kids Kids Kids Kids Kids!

"Quotable Quotations"

The Last Laugh Joke Page!

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Unusual Mailbox Contest!

The "Good Old Days"?

LIVING IN THE PAST

The ABCs of Happiness

Tongue-In-Cheek Diet Q&A

Nature's Pharmacy!

Everyday Home Remedies

Think ENGLISH is easy??

My beloved husband Joey passed away after a seven month battle with cancer, which spread throughout his body with lightning speed.  God was merciful and took him quickly, to minimize his suffering.

Thank you for your prayers...

I will miss him forever.

Barbara-Ann
a.k.a. CelluliteQueen


 
Click on the link below to view
A TRIBUTE TO JOEY
on YOUTUBE.com

http://youtu.be/ZNhEDFY2AWk

Me and Joey at our Horror-Ween Party on October 30, 2010. I was 'Betsy Ross' and he was 'Scream'
Halloween 2010
US on New Year's Eve 2010 - 2011
Joey and I on Daytona Beach, Valentines Day 2011
 
To Ponder Life and Death

Life is for the living,
I've often heard it said;
so does that mean that Afterlife
starts when you are dead?
I've heard stories of visitations
and slamming doors and such;
are these the spirits of loved ones,
who just miss us too much?
Are troubled souls still lurking
making noises late at night;
who don't know that it's time yet,
to go into the light?
What happens when life is over;
none of us really know.
But we just can't help but wonder
what happens when we go.
Do we sit on puffy clouds in heaven,
and have long talks with God?
Or do we come back as someone else;
which I feel is really odd.
Do we truly have a soul,
to keep clean while we're here?
Yet once we pass into the unknown,
our future is unclear.
Do we go on to our just reward,
and exactly what can that be?
I think I'll just enjoy my life now,
and not let it bother me. 

Barbara-Ann
October 31, 2011

 
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