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Monday, September 15, 2014

Just A Little Bit Wicked


Dizzie: Hi, Boss.



Lilly Faye: Hi, Diz. I'm here for the blog meeting. Cali is going to join us via Skype.



Cali: Hello, everyone.



Lilly Faye: Cali, where have you been keeping yourself? I stopped by the back fence the other day, and you weren't in your yard.



Cali: I've been attending the Citizen's Police Academy this month.

Lilly Faye: I thought you did that last year.

Cali: I take a refresher course every year. You can't be too informed or too vigilant these days. What's new with you, Lilly Faye?



Lilly Faye: I've been seeing a lot of Frank. I think he might be getting ready to ask me out on a date!



Dizzie: I thought you and Frank were already dating, Boss.



Lilly Faye: We hang out together, but we haven't been on a real date yet. I wish Alfie would make friends with Frank's sister, Ceecee, then we could double date.



Alfie Cat: I heard my name. What's going on out here?



Dizzie: The Boss was just saying that you and she should go on a double date with Frank and his sister.



Alfie Cat: Uh, uh. No way, no how. That Ceecee creature scares the living daylights out of me, with her wicked spells and her evil eye.



Lilly Faye: That's all in your head, Alfie.



Alfie Cat: How come she never leaves her house? Has she been bitten by a vampire bat? Is she under house arrest? Has anyone even thought to check if she's wearing a court-ordered monitoring bracelet on her ankle? 



Cali: I'll check with my police sources.



Lilly Faye: Honestly, there's no need for that. Ceecee is a sweet girl. She's just shy, that's all. Alfie is attracted to her, that's why he has trouble speaking in her presence. She hasn't put a curse on him. Males have been blaming females ever since Eve took a bite out of the apple.



Alfie Cat: And look how that turned out!



Lilly Faye: Oh, good grief. Alfie, you and Ceecee need to spend more time together. Then you'll see how wrong you are about her. I'm going to see if I can reach her on Skype right now.



Ceecee: Hello, everyone. Hello, Alfie!




Lilly Faye: Ceecee, I was just saying how nice it would be for you and Alfie to hang out together, the way Frank and I do.



Ceecee: Sure. Alfie, come on over and see me sometime.



Alfie Cat: (gulps) I...I...I...uh....



Lilly Faye: Look at the time! Sorry to break up the meeting, but now that we've got that settled, I have to run. Goodbye, Ceecee. See you around the neighborhood, Cali.

Cali: Right. Over and out.

Lilly Faye: Diz, will you walk me to my car?



Alfie Cat: No! Wait, don't go!



Ceecee: I'm free on All Hallow's Eve, Alfie. How about you?


Thursday, September 11, 2014

Believe In You!


Dear Readers,

Today I'm challenging myself in a confidence building exercise. I'm going to try to climb this huge pile of rocks. 



Lilly Faye: Are you ready to spot me, Diz?



Dizzie: I'm right behind you, Boss!






Lilly Faye: Okay, here I go....



Dizzie: You can do it, Boss. Take your time. Careful, watch your footing.



Lilly Faye: I made it, Diz!





Lilly Faye: Whoa, it's a long way down!



Lilly Faye: But I made it to the top. I accomplished my goal.




Dizzie: I'm proud of you, Boss.


Dear Readers, 
Never be afraid to challenge yourselves. We're capable of so much more than we realize!

Love,
Lilly Faye

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Let the Music Speak for Itself


Mr. Frank: What did you think of my performance, Doll Face?



Lilly Faye: It was certainly unique, Frank. I never expected to hear Lorde's "Royals" as a tuba solo.



Mr. Frank: When I'm playing for myself, I prefer blues, jazz, and swing, but when I'm playing for young people, I stick to the modern stuff. You've got to stay relevant to be successful these days.



Lilly Faye: Do you play weddings?



Mr. Frank: No, mostly breakups. My biggest payday came when a fellow hired me to sit on his ex's porch and play Taylor Swift's "We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together" on my tuba. I think she got the message.



Lilly Faye: I'll bet. Where else do you play?



Mr. Frank: Trader Joe's lets me busk in front of their store. Often onlookers will start crying and ask me to stop. That's when I know my playing has really touched their hearts--when they're having trouble handling the strong emotions live music stirs up.

Say, maybe you could accompany me sometime. I'll bet you've got a sweet little singing voice. We could really rake in the dough.



Lilly Faye: Thank you, Frank. Tee-hee.



Mr. Frank: And be sure to wear your pink polka dot bikini.



Lilly Faye: Harrumph.


Friday, September 5, 2014

The Customer Is Always Right


Lilly Faye: Hi, Frank. Did you hear anything strange last night?



Mr. Frank: Like what, Doll Face?



Lilly Faye: I heard an awful sound outside my window, like a huge walrus moaning in pain.



Mr. Frank: Nope, and I was practicing my tuba last night, so I'm sure I would have noticed it.



Lilly Faye: Oh. Never mind. I didn't know you played an instrument.



Mr. Frank: Oh, yeah, baby. My passion for music is as strong as my passion for food. It's my dream to one day sit in with the Preservation Hall Jazz Band in New Orleans.



Lilly Faye: You don't say. Speaking of food, now that fall is coming, I have a craving for pancakes.



Mr. Frank: Why didn't you say so? I'll make you some of my famous buckwheat hot cakes with loganberries.



Lilly Faye: I just want regular pancakes.



Mr. Frank: I know you'd love my quinoa griddle cakes with goat cheese and fig compote.

Lilly Faye: Uh, no thanks. I just want plain pancakes with butter and maple syrup.

Mr. Frank: How about Red Velvet pancakes stuffed with cream cheese and mini chocolate chips?

Lilly Faye: No.

Mr. Frank: Gingerbread pancakes with crumbled bacon and mascarpone?



Lilly Faye: What part of plain vanilla pancakes do you not understand?



Mr. Frank: I'm a professional chef. You need to learn to trust me.



Lilly Faye: You professional chefs and your demi-glace this and your confit that. Sometimes a body just wants plain old meat and potatoes!



Mr. Frank: I thought you said you wanted pancakes.



Lilly Faye: Aaaaggghhh!!!