The First Stone Has Been Cast

Nearly 2000 years have passed since the event took place… A humble woman, a sinner, forced into the market place to be mocked, ridiculed and judged by self proclaimed men of god. These holier-than-thou men thought that death was the appropriate punishment for the indiscretions of her past life, a life she had chosen to leave behind. The cries for her blood grew louder until one man, with wisdom beyond human comprehension, stood in her defense.

Some 2000 years later the Madonna of our times (in the Italian sense, not the whore singer sense), the picture of perfection, the living gospel herself, The Bonnie lay in agonizing pain in a hospital room. Her own kidneys had betrayed her, less than two months after her own gall bladder had betrayed her in the same way, by producing life threatening stones in order to fulfill the destiny of the sinner 2000 years before.

I know what you are thinking… What does The Bonnie have in common with a sinner? Your answer might be “nothing” and you would be correct, and yet, somehow their fates were meant to be intertwined… Some 2000 years ago a wise man stood by a sinners side and said, “Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.” 2000 years later, The Bonnie took him up on that offer.

Phil 'cry-baby' Jackson

3:33 pm - I log into The Bonnie Blog
3:33.30 pm - I see Phil Jackson getting interviewed
3:33.33 pm - The cry baby himself makes a call for the wambulance saying that the game is being unequally officiated.
How dare him?? When Bonnie is watching, you don't use that tone unless your looking for a malacious butt-whooping. The nerve of this man to purposely insult the bonnie is impeccable. He has no respect in my books and never will...
On to the real news... During the past 2 hours, I have been around one of the greatest influences on this earth (if you dont know who i'm talking about, stop reading) Before i could be in the house for a mere 5 seconds, she immediately sheltered me with gifts and love. As i walked through the door she gave me a creamy chocolate bar from new bonnie land, five minutes later, she was quenching our thirsts with liters and liters of liquids. Next, she was embracing us with the world renound bonnie bean dip. Not to be outdone [within the hour], she had made the infamous variety pack of rice krispy treats to tease our taste buds.
The bonnie doesnt wine and moan about calls in life that dont go her way, she cooks her way through these trials and helps others.

P.S. - Why is it that whenever the bonnie starts watching Jazz games we do amazingly well??? I think we all know the answer to this question, the Jazz feel embarrassed to play bad in front of her, they are afraid that the recipes will stop coming if they dont win with her watching...

P.S. 2 - Bonnie left, the Jazz started to fall apart...

With Jazzitude,
bonnfireoflove

Bonnie Showed The Jazz Love, And They Gave It Right Back

Last night our beloved Jazz led by MVP Williams, closed out the hated Rockets, led by Girls Name McGrady in 6 games. Although it should have been in 4 games with our unstoppable home record. We were all puzzled at the game 3 loss making us ask why? Was it that I was there? NO, because I was there last night for the win, and I'm way to hardcore for that to happen to me. The real answer is the return of the Bonnie to the Energy Solutions Arena. The Jazz players saw her and got fired up to blow out the Rockets. I actually saw a tear in Ronnie Brewer's eye. They played inspired, then the spirit of Bonnie left them as they were only up by 4 at halftime. Then Booz gave the greatest halftime speech in history. Saying how can we play like this when the Bonnie is watching us. D Will took this to heart. He felt terrible for the effort he put forth in the first half. He made 4 3's in the 3rd and then pointed to Bonnie and said I love you. Now we can all bonibrate because the jazz are in the 2nd round...All thanks to Bonnie.

Salutations,

BonJamesBon