Not Chopped Liver....Maybe Filet Mignon?

Okay, okay.

My Aunt Fid did help with the shower. She has a gorgeous house and she offered it up yet again as the party spot. Not only that, but she helped out with the food and set up. She is truly a blessing as well.

She also got me these great slipcovers for my ugly old couch. (and once again excuse the mess)

So not chopped liver..........but still not the Kiki. Fair enough?

Oh and the pink rocker? Yes, I am aware that it is....interesting. Emma bought it from my brother in law, as in Kiki's husband for two kisses. Long story.............but the pink rocker is Emma's and we had to find a place for it. It is a Lazy Boy one and it is really comfortable and in good shape. Just a different color......

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