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Wiener Friendly Soap – Because it Feels Good
December 7, 2016, 1:26 am
Filed under: Cleansing, health, Laughing, Love, Wiener Friendly Soap


Wiener Friendly Soap. Someone else built the website. I used to call him my hero. The way I see it, once my hero, always my hero, but he’s a ghost now. Hopefully soon, I’ll figure out what I need to do to change the website. Originally, he developed the recipe and made the soap to help me with finances because of his love for me. Before he vanished, he gave me the recipe he used. I bought new molds and made another RC Willie stamp. I make the soap now while playing 528Hz music. It’s the “love” frequency. I’ve been told it affects everything around it. I know I feel happier when I’m listening to it compared to music that’s not 528Hz. Either way, I’m happy when I make the soap and I feel like it makes the soap happier too!  Wiener Friendly Soap has always been made with LOVE! Just look at it! RC Willie has always been loved and happy, but now he feels happy too!   Wiener Friendly Soap is still made using all natural, organic oils. It’s luxurious lather is great for cleaning all body parts, not just wieners.

Like most things in my life, I LOVE Wiener Friendly Soap because it feels good. I love the way the bubbles glide over my skin. I love how smooth my legs are after shaving with its luxurious lather.  I love how soft my skin and hair feel after my shower. I love how my hands still feel moisturized no matter how many times I wash them throughout the day.

Whether you’re using your hands to gently wash your body with Wiener Friendly Soap’s emollient rich suds, or vigorously scrubbing with an exfoliating bubbly wash cloth, you’ll love the way your skin feels both in the shower and after. Showering with a friend?  Be assured that even if they don’t know the dynamics of where soap shouldn’t go, if they slip up or wash the wrong direction, Wiener Friendly Soap, really is wiener friendly! Penis friendly, vagina friendly, whatever “they” call theirs, it’s friendly to that too! Wiener Friendly Soap is also friendly to faces, butt cracks, armpits and between your toes.

RC Willie wants you to feel good! No judgements. One rule. You can wash any body part as fast or slow as you like.

Wiener Friendly Soap – Because it Feels Good!

Love, gratitude and blessings


Quick Thinking
July 8, 2015, 11:35 pm
Filed under: Laughing, Toastmasters | Tags:

I originally joined Toastmasters in 1995. Toastmasters is a speaking club. You get to prepare and give speeches and get feedback from the other members. I had already been competing in bodybuilding competitions and thought that since my dad had been pestering me since middle school to be a speaker, it was time. After all, bodybuilding posing suits are made out of about 6 inches of fabric. If I could be on stage posing and doing a routine in that tiny suit, hiding almost nothing, in front of lots of people and a camera later playing on ESPN, I could speak!

I completed my first 10 speeches, then took about 15 years off. I’m back in the same club I originally joined, “Early Opinions”, with 2 of the original members. One of my favorite things about the weekly meetings is “Table Topics”. The person in charge asks each person a different question. You get to stand up and answer the question in 1-2 minutes. You don’t have time to prepare an answer. Immediately, it’s show time.10991501_10206061689687293_807100334396687224_o

I’ve been told that the ketogenic diet helps with brain function, along with the multitudes of other things it helps. I have no way of knowing if my diet has anything to do with it, but my thinking has gotten quicker over the years.

Earlier today, my phone rang. It was from an unavailable number. Since I started going to Mexico in 2006, I usually answer the phone “Bueno”.

A man said “Susan, do you know who I am?”

“Do you shave your balls?” I asked.

After a short pause, he said “Ummmmm…yeah.”

“No. I don’t know who you are.” I said and hung up the phone.

He didn’t call back and I have no idea who he was.

I’m still laughing!

Love, gratitude and blessings!

Not Normal
June 7, 2011, 2:43 am
Filed under: coaching, health, internal cleansing, Laughing

Ever wonder where certain ideas we have come from? I remember a teacher in 5th grade asking “why can’t you be like everyone else?” She told another class she was going to have me taken out of the gifted program if I didn’t perform in her class the way she thought I should. She was the first teacher I remember despising. Why was it the business of another class what I was or wasn’t doing?

Fast forward a few years…one of my best friends told me she and her dad had been talking about me. He was explaining to her that just because I laugh a lot and act happy, doesn’t mean I’m really happy. Nobody is really like that. He told her I must be acting happy all the time to cover up that I was really hurting and sad. I wasn’t sad until she told me that. That may have been the beginning of trying to figure out who I really was. Questioning myself.

Next thing I’m remembering, was when I was a junior in high school. I had been active in the youth group since 8th grade. We met at someone’s house every Sunday night after church. Our leader, I’m not remembering his name, was singing a song. He had his hands in the air over his head, had a physically hurt look on his face and had tears streaming from his eyes. The more he sang, the more dramatic he got. Every time he belted out “Jesus” his face writhed with pain. He was probably about 2 minutes into the song when I snorted and busted out laughing. I’m doing it again now!!! I remembered! His name was Steve. All I could think about was if Jesus made him hurt so bad and look this miserable, why would I want to be a part of it? I’ve since realized, it was his interpretation I didn’t want to be a part of. He let me laugh for another 15 seconds until he stopped singing, yelled at me and told me to go outside. I did. I wondered how much trouble I was going to get into when my parents found out what I had done. He looked so stupid to me. I was not going to follow his lead and do what he was doing. I waited outside for what seemed like forever. He came outside to talk to me. He said “You don’t see anyone else acting like that” I was thinking…they wanted to, they just were too concerned with what everyone else would think…I actually felt bad. Why wasn’t I like everyone else? I didn’t fit in at school, now I had goofed up and wasn’t going to fit in at church either. I was bummed out. I kept going, but did a better job of filtering myself. I got better at making sarcastic remarks with a straight face, so people thought I was an “airhead” instead of being disrespectful and laughing. I regularly asked myself why I was so different. I saw it as being a bad thing. I thought it was bad to not fit in. I thought it was bad to not be a leader or a follower and just be me. It seemed to be a repeating pattern in my life.

Jump ahead again…several times, my first husband said similar things… “you’re not normal”, “why can’t you just do things like everyone else does”, “you don’t fit in no matter where you go”…What a blessing! It wasn’t until then, that my rebelliousness kicked in. I finally decided…I don’t care! Maybe it’s not such a bad thing to not fit in. It was only because I saw it as “bad”, that I was hurt when someone said something about it. I realized no matter what it is, if I think it’s bad…and someone associates me with it, then I’m likely to get offended by it. If I see it as being good…then I don’t care that someone calls me…rebellious or selfish. I see it as a good thing that I don’t accept authority to the point of not thinking for myself. When I’m not feeling good and someone asks me how I’m doing, my usual response is “I’m always good!…and sometimes I’m a liar” Is being a liar a bad thing? Most people think it is. I prefer to say I’m good, than to talk about what’s hurting.

Tonight, I had a friend say “you’re one strange character” It was the best thing anyone said to me all day! I don’t want to be like everyone else. I probably won’t ever fit into a box. I no longer want to.

It is my belief, that people only get offended by the things they think about themselves that they see as being bad. If it’s a good thing, they feel good about it and if they don’t think it applies at all, it doesn’t matter. We have the ability to change the way we see things or change our behavior to be what makes us feel better about ourselves. The only opinion that matters about me is my own. I’m always…no, most of the time…open to criticism about myself. In fact, someone told me to make lifestyle changes to improve my health a couple days ago. My first thought was “what?” “me?” Within 10 seconds, I shifted to “hmmm, what can I change to make my life better”. It’s way past my bedtime…I’ll read this tomorrow and see if it makes sense.

Love, gratitude and blessings!


Free Hugs
September 13, 2009, 11:00 pm
Filed under: alternative treatments, coaching, health, Inspiration, Laughing
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Mukilteo lighthouse just right of Cameron's head

Cameron took a sign reading “FREE HUGS” to the Mukilteo Lighthouse Parade and Festival.  I made the sign, but it was his idea for me to drop him off so he could work the crowd, looking for hugs.  He must have hugged over 200 people.  Later in the day, we saw 2 other teenagers who had taped “FREE HUGS” signs to their shirts.  There was lots of hugging and laughter.  I stood back and watched.  People would approach him, point at the sign and open their arms for a hug.  Someone asked if they could take a picture of me in my WonderWoman outfit with the “free hug” kid.  People who don’t know us, didn’t know he’s my kid.  He was so excited to see what it’s like to make people smile and laugh, with the added benefit of hugs!  He now understands why I AM WonderWoman.  Partly selfish because of the benefits, making people happy, makes me happy!

The fear of rejection will stop most people from ever being a super hero or carrying a “free hugs” sign.  They’re missing out.  Yes people make mean comments.  There are lots more people wanting to be happy than there are sticks in the mud.

He’s my kid.  I’m so blessed! Happy Birthday Cameron!!  I Love you!!!

Love, gratitude and blessings to all!


2009 Seafair Torchlight Parade
July 25, 2009, 11:35 pm
Filed under: Inspiration, Laughing

Had fun at the Torchlight Parade tonight!  Some people ask me why I wear the WonderWoman outfit, but most people just see WonderWoman!  Tons of pictures taken – lots of people thrilled they met WonderWoman.  Making people laugh and smile makes me happy!  Several people told me I made their night.   I might be a little selfish – knowing that having them say that makes mine.  That’s a big reason why I wear it!   I am so blessed!  Thank you God!

Love, gratitude and blessings

Money bags checking out the gun

Money bags checking out the gun

Money bags and Star Spangled Seafair clowns posing w/WonderWoman

Money bags and Star Spangled Seafair clowns posing w/WonderWoman


April fool’s
April 1, 2009, 11:23 pm
Filed under: Laughing

A co-worker told me this morning of an April Fool’s prank she pulled on her mother-in-law.   I hadn’t thought about it yet.  I told her I hadn’t told anyone I was pregnant, nor that I don’t know which of 6 men might be the baby’s daddy…My mama always told me to only have relations with 1 man in between cycles so that you can be sure to know who the baby daddy is.   She was shushing me, knowing someone would potentially be offended by my words.  We were laughing.  I thought that was the end of it.  About 20 minutes later, my supervisor came over to my station, holding a stack of papers.  She said she didn’t want to be crossing any lines, but since she’s the administrator for the insurance, wanted to give me some information.  I leaned over and caught the top line which read “Congratulations on your pregnancy”.  I busted out laughing.  She had a completely blank look on her face, asking me if I was ok.  She thought I was laughing so I wouldn’t cry.   I asked her how she was keeping a straight face, all the while, still laughing so hard I thought I was going to have to leave the “quiet” area I was in.  Imagine the promiscuous you know what- thoughts she must have -hopefully had – in her head!  She was really embarrassed when she realized she had been fooled!  My sad reality is, if I were pregnant, it would be the next immaculate conception!