Sometimes You Just Have To Ask...

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Coming Clean...

So I've been thinking....

When I started blogging I wasn't sure how this would turn out or who would read.

So I came up with my little pen name, Kora Bruce.

Kora from my maternal grandmother Cora.

And Bruce came from my last name

& my daddy.

But these days

I'm meeting so many wonderful

and beautiful people through this blog

and I see so many of you as

true friends.

So lets go.

Bonjour pretty people.

If you weren't already aware

I'm Michelle Broussard.

Meesh. Meesha. Shell. Shelly. MBru.

and apparently... Kora Bruce.

So with my little

revelation and such.

I'm giving you guys a chance to ask me

any question that you'd like.

And I will answer them on Monday.

This is the End...

Like it or not, the kids are back in school, the weathers changing, and summer is soon coming to an end.

So tell me dear lovelies, what was your favorite moment this summer?

Did y'all go any where exciting, see old friends, play in the water all day?

Tell me. Tell me. Tell me.

Full Moon at Noon?

Work has been slow for the majority of us in the Oilfield. Some pass some time by watching the Cajun Onstar Video, while I, on the other hand, get to e-mail Gentleman Caller and have him respond a lot sooner than the usual 3 hour wait time. He's still a bit oblivious to all the workings of his new iPhone which means he's slow with his typing, but lucky for me he's mastered the camera phone. Throughout the day, I get various "country gangsta" photos sent to my phone - the four wheeler inside the kitchen, the pet rooster, "Bruiser" (his beloved truck) all muddied up after a good rain - and I love them all. Silly, pointless photos that make me smile or say "OHHH Lawd!" Yesterday when conversation ran low, I opted out of asking him to "Tell me something I don't know." for the 1,000th time and asked him to send me a random photo. Big Mistake. While I won't re-post the photo here (DixieLust would like to keep some of it's integrity), I will say that I got to see one of his co-workers bending over in the machine shop and showing me his "full moon" while other co-workers stood in the background and made vulgar faces...

It's what I get for asking.