Reflections of a time gone by

Hello kiddies Miss Wade is back . I sit here on a reflection of a time passed. The ever dreaded birthday. A time this old girl never looks forward to . Seems like just yesterday I was leaving the farm . A young doe eyed girl with hopes and dreams. Many people have come and gone in my life . Some to quick and others who stuck around like a bad case of crabs or vaginal discharge . those few who made a impression on my heart as well as my bed , for that I thank , thank you . They say with age comes wisdom . I can see that clearly each time I watch the news and some old lady or man has been scammed. No dears with age comes wrinkles , frequent urination, and the occasional bout of the butt horn (gas). I would love to say I left my mark in this world . I think I have from the traumatized straight guy in the show audience to the unveiling of some of Jacksonville's lgbt deepest scandals. in my career I have found you don't have to be pretty , or smart just make em laugh . Live like there's no tomorrow and wait for your true love . I have been blessed this year with a great job, wonderful friends and family and finally true love . The greatest man I could ever dreamed of found his way into my life and saw something in me. Though what it is god only knows . I guess what I'm trying to say kiddies is thank you. Thank you for this amazing career and a place in this community all my love Miss Wade

Rearended by the Devil in a infiniti

Oh mother Jefferson Davis! While on my way to comfort the sick Miss Wade was rear ended by the devil , Lucifer , Beelzebub anyway you wanna call it . It was the Devil wears Prada , well knock off Prada. Miss Wade being of the Lord was on her way to help feed the hungry . I had cooked up a mess of greens for the unfortunate. As i sat in my Lincoln , listening to "One day at a time sweet Jesus" . I noticed a car at a irate speed barreling down on me . James I yelled! James is my driver. He looked up as did I . you could see the devil in this bleach blond lady's face. Shes coming right for us. Was all I could do to clutch my pearls and brace for the impact. After the crash my driver James had whip lash. Lord now who will drive me to the social? When James opened my door , I stepped out, yes he's hurt, but ladies as myself don't open our own doors. I managed to capture my composure , what in the name of all is holy do you think your doing? I said to this woman . By her dress you could tell she was probably a Methodist. That would explain the driver. either that or shes on her way to a meth lab both tend to be as evil. She proceed to tell me she had looked down to check directions from her phone. My reply being ever so cordial was "And your directions said run right up my back door?" Honey I know this is old fashioned , but have you ever heard of a map? I would have slapped the fear of God into had she not just injured my good praying arm . However my dialing arm was intact I'm dialing ask Gary get him on my side .We waited for the police to finally arrive. upon their arrival she immediately explains who her husband is. to the unsuspecting officer , I exclaimed I don't care if your husbands the dress wearing Pope , whose fixing my Lincoln? James my driver , was taken in ambulance. of course being the christian woman I am , I was gravely concerned. After all I did have lot of errands to run. I was gonna be in need of a driver. So this is Miss wades circumstances , what to do . I heard this Hamburger Mary's on beach does charity bingo every Monday and Thursday . I guess may need one for my Lincoln . tell your momma , I asked about her. lords blessings Miss Wade