"I want to move back to Redondo Beach, it was so nice and clean and full of great restaurants and bistros and little shops and its the beach... man.  Went to watch the sunset at a old haunt and its like this little cove up in Palos Verdes and its still there & not built on yet! So I'm walking out and I smell pot and start giggling to myself and when I got near I could see these 5 kids, probably around 15 to 18 years old... surfers for shurr, and they were drinking some beer and smoking a hooter, talking and laughing and being loud and stuff.  Just like we used to do!  I didn't want to bug 'em so I split, but it was a fun feeling, thinking that kids still have fun, the old fashion way. haha..."

"stay fluffy"

"sending you warm tropical breezes and cocktails with fruits and flowers"

"God he went all Myrna on me!"

"Fiddle de dee, I can't think about today, why I'll think about it tomorrow, after all tomorrow is another day."

"FORTY...Four-OH. That slipped out. Now I feel as if I have taken ALL my clothes off."

"From the moment I was six I felt sexy. And let me tell you it was hell, sheer hell, waiting to do something about it."

"We're all busy little bees, full of stings, making honey day and night, aren't we honey?"

yes bee...we are.
love and miss ya,
gidget.