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Yeah, Mon…

An Oldgirl has hit the big 4-0!!!!

BOOOOOOOYAAAAAAAH!

*Lee does a rockette kick so hard that she flips completely over*

HA! HA!

Yeah.

On this day, back in 1970, an Oldgirl was born over in SWATS (Southwest Atlanta) at Holy Family Hospital!

GLORY!!

No introspection. Not today. That was what the 40 posts over the past 40 days were about.

Man, I am all tapped out.

I’m sitting around here washing clothes, still packing, trying to clean the house. I am tired. No special introspectiveness going on today. Trying to get up outta here!

Ya’ll go back and read the “40 in 40” post challenge! That should keep you busy!

Posts are closed for the first 38 posts. Anyone who commented, your name is down on an elaborate worksheet I devised. You still have time to comment on the last 2. Looks like first and second place winners are locked up. We’ll discuss all that when I get back from the vaaaaaayccccaaaaaay.

So, I’m not around. Rolling up outta here at around 6:00 a.m.

However.. The Original Oldcat is around. I’ve given him express permission to open the doors of The House of LadyLee so that ya’ll can get your eat on!

Left a full spread up in the Kitchen. Clean up as you leave. Uh, don't take any of my plates and silverware. Much obliged.

Original Oldcat Oscar T?

Kick the Ballistics!

Uh, yeah.... this is Oscar-Tyrone. (I refuse to call myself Original Oldcat. That is LadyLee's foolishness, not mine.).

You should come in and eat.

That is all.

(No, I don't get over into the hoopla. I'm just glad she cleaned out the litter box before she left. And she gave me some food. So whatever.)

You look like some snitches. So I may as well read this script left here nearr the litter box.

*Oscar Tyrone holds paper in his paws*

It's a seafood thang going on! An Oldgirl is going pescotarian for her birthday!

Uncle Cre! Heat up the grease. Get it HOT!

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We got the hot fish, ya'll.

We got that oysters, hush puppies, and more fish!



I hooked up the Barbeque Shrimp!! Had to, in honor of Mardi Gras!

Don't forget to get a slice of French bread, too!



Now that's what's HOT.

That is all.

*Oscar Tyrone throws paper script to the ground and walks off to his hiding place in the closet*

LOL!!!An Oldgirl is 40... I can't believe it.

40

I heard it said that you don't know nothing 'til you turn 30...

And they say you don't start living 'til you turn 40!

So let's get to living: Not looking backwards, but looking forward, to better times, better days...

And a better LadyLee.

As Brenda Cooper said in the song "The Men All Pause":

'I love ya, I love ya ALL, but I got's to go!'

Ya'll can have this COLD weather.

We're skippin' down to the Dominican Republic... 86 degrees upon landing!

*Lee running up in the ATL airport in a pair of shorts, a t-shirt, and flip flops*

LOL!!

I'll holler on Friday!!!