Lisa Bones

Vooey always rushed fiercely at the front door like a brave soldier to determine whether it was friend or foe on his doorstep. Once he determined it was friend, he'd run frantically all over the house to find a toy to bring you - he just HAD to get you a toy as a welcome gift. This photo was the last time he ever played or slept with a toy; it's his squeaky mayonnaise that Auntie Tabitha gave him. He went to Heaven with his favorite moo-cow.

Many of you knew him, some of you loved him. Now he's with me everywhere I go because I keep his tags close to my heart, and I have a new gold charm with his name inscribed for my charm bracelet that I never leave home without. My precious Voodoo got his angel wings a couple weeks ago and flew over the rainbow. Ya'll know how hard this is to post - my sweet furry protector, best friend, heart and soul, forever. xo Mamma Loves Baby xo

DeCarla? OMG, my butt is getting so much exercise from jumping up and down in my chair cracking up! I asked them to shut down DeLarla so I can move onward and upward in a positive direction. I'm a team leader now, so I might bust a chop or two here n' there, but it's the kinder, more growed up chippy that came back home here :scalesno: I just sniff love sniff ya'll sniff so much. Oh, Slumber has taken me to Texas twice lately, plus one of my team members live there, so I've earned the right to say stuff like, "Y'all." Michelle, I had to get a new phone to keep up with business, and there's been this strange icon on the screen for a week, so I played with it this morning and realized it's the indicator showing me I had a voice message, oops! You said you've sent PMs and e-mails, but I've sent you e-mails and wondered why you never responded. My DeLarla account is shut down, but I still have the same e-mail... did yours change? Slumber Slumber Slumber... another reason I stay away is because it's ALL I want to talk about! How fun to be back among my old and new friends

I swore I'd stay out of this, but I'm friggen laughing so hard that I'm snorting and literally can't stop cracking up! Dody, this is the funniest thing I've read in a long, long time! Thank you SNORT for the SNORT laugh for laying it on the line, but you gotta laugh with me because it's like asking Rainman to buy his underwear at Target! It's like Pspam, it can't stop... it won't stop, it must invade! It crawls on you even when you're not around to swat it. I'm so sorry you got psome on you!

www.SlumberPartiesByLisaB.com, baby! Hey all you Southern Californians, I'll be taking my show on the road for my 9/29 birthday and doing parties in Newbury Park and Northridge! Send me a PM if you wanna come!

Oh my gawwwwdddd.... the Texas heat? I drove to two Harley dealerships in an air conditioned car and near died! (And oops, accidentally spent over $600.00 on Harley shirts.) No way, no Harley in that heat!

Yep, it's me; I canceled my DeLarla account long ago because a few specific bandsters refused to stop stalking every single post I participated in or started, and sure enough they're the same people to start another DeLarla bashing party behind my back, yet they call me childish? I just got back from Dallas after a wild weekend and can barely talk, but I can still LAUGH OUT LOUD! Then there's a few who "think" they know me because they joined LBT so late in the game that it's too easy for them to pass judgment without knowing the entire story. Plain and simple, I avoid some members like I avoid piles of dog poop, and I wouldn't dare click on a thread that contained certain names, but it's those specific people who jump all over my name and get sick, disturbing thrills bashing me not only behind my back, but when I'm not around to defend my name while insisting I'm immature? I've sent PMs to them asking them to stay away from my name while they play innocent. I swear, I can see them fanning themselves like a bad actress begging for cool Water before they get the vapors! This morning a friend showed me the sad mud-slinging going on over my name, and it's the same few people that take such great joy in following my name around the board for the sole reason of instigating trouble - the same people that threatened and frightened certain members from coming to Vegas for the Suarez, which I postponed, but if anyone's coming to Vegas that weekend, my home is still open and you can come with me to the parties I have booked and watch my show live or play on the Strip till I'm done working. The rest of you mean so much to me, and I try to keep up with messages and calls, but Slumber Parties is such a wild and lucrative ride that I'll be leaving my paralegal job in a few months. Last week I averaged $429.00 per hour; I'm not trying to impress you - I'm trying to impress upon you the golden opportunity that rained on my life last year. I've been busy empowering women, improving relationships and making insane money with little time for anything else but the traveling it takes me on... and now Convention is coming up in March in New Orleans during Mardi Gras! Whoop! At the risk of sounding conceited, I wish more people were as brave as I am and less afraid to speak the truth when the truth needs to be spoken. I've never shied away from a reality check, constructive criticism or an insult, so when people say, "She can dish it out but she can't take it" baffles me. I'm less afraid than any other woman I've ever met. I can dish it out, and I can take it. Bring it on, but not here. It’s so easy to sit alone and write things you can’t back. Tell me the time and place and have the balls to meet me face to face. I’ll buy the drinks. Got nerve? "I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way."