Hi everyone! I want to take this opportunity to say hi to everyone and to welcome you to my new blog on the Phil Hendrie Show Web Page page site. As you probably know I was at Twinker and I had over a thousand followers! That’s right. Read it and weep! Read it and drop to a knee and weep! Read it and bury your face in something soft and weep! So I know you’ll all want to know whats going on here at Western estates, the lives of my sons Dylan, Seth and Justin and in the life of my husband Steve as well as in the life of whoever else I can think of.
In case you didn’t know it, Western Estates is a gated community in Western Estates, California, in the northwestern suburbs of Los Angeles. We are very exclusive with only 250 homes all at around 5,000 to 7,000 square feet. We live well here even though the rest of the country is agonizing over an endless recession. One of the reasons why Steve and me does is because his wildly successful landscaping business gets the automatic contracts for any and all work we need done here at Western Estates. Is it legal? Is that what you asked? That’s a stupid question, don’t you think? (Me eyeing you up and down)
More about me. I was born and raised in Anaheim, California for the most part. My father was military, my mother a homemaker. I have a brother currently serving a 10 year sentence at Terminal Island for manslaughter. You see how I just said that without even flinching? Know why? No? Yes? Wanna guess? No? Yes? Okay, I’ll tell you why. He’s INNOCENT!!
My husband Steve hails originally from the great state of Wisconsin. I say “great state” not having been there and not really liking his family all that much, people who smell faintly of a meaty or beefy substance, I’m not sure which.
I am president of the Western Estates Homeowners Association and president of the Western Estates Parent Teacher Organization and I sit on the steering committee for the ‘Taculars, our four, seasonal fund-raising events that, yes, raise funds but I’ve lost some of the paper-work. We have…the Fall-tacular..Wait. Let me go in order of how the seasons are. We have the Summer-tacular, the Fall-tacular, the Winter-tacular and the Spring-tacular. They all fall on or around or near or close to the first day of the season although this year we’re having the Summer-tacular in late July!
Well that’s about it for my first blog. In the coming days and weeks I will devote most of my blog time to clearing my name every time Phil Hendrie or one of his callers attempts to smear me all over the place with charges of sexual looseness, stealing, lying, cheating and murder. None of which, naturally, I ever done did. Until the next time, I’m Bobbie Doooley and…Oh, wait a minute! One more thing. I hate it when people call me Boobie. It’s not funny at all. So Until next time, I’m Boobie…OMG!! I just said it! HaHa! Okay, start again. Until next time I’m………Bobbie…….Dooley, saying so long until next time. I’m Bobbie Dooley. So long!
