Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Red Hands...

You know what's frustrating?  Me eating my stupid salad at Sonny's BBQ while across the table, Randy is suckin' down ribs, chicken, mac and cheese, potato salad, cornbread and redneck egg rolls.  Lickin' his fingers and MMM mmm mmm'n all the while.  His weight hasn't changed in the 24 years I've known him and I, well, struggle with the battle of my pudge.  Randy's theory is that I just should eat what I want and not worry about it.  I just may give it a try.  The whole injustice of it all, drives me nuts!

Also frustrating is that fact that I lost my new eyeglasses either at Sonny's or in the rental car on the way back from the keys.  No one has turned them in.  So much for the 'honest people' out there!  Also, as of late, I cannot find two of my favorite sunglasses.  What the hell?  I don't know if losing things has to do with getting older or what but some days I fear I am truly losing my shit!  I think I just have to slow down and be more mindful.  But it sucks...

Writing this blog has been very trying this week also as Blogger has a new look and it took me days to find the spot needed to pen this little rant.  I finally, 3 days late, figured it out. Grrrrrrr....rrrrrr.

What's not frustrating is the support I get from you all as I navigate the trivialities of my life.  Thank you all.  Have a day filled with the good things.    xo

Monday, August 15, 2016

Slide....

So what do you do when a $599.99 (I checked at Amazon) Maui Mat randomly washes up on your beach?  Easy, you pack a cooler and grab the gal pals for some fun in the sun.  It's the most expensive 'find' I've ever been privy to.  Never have won at Lotto or the casino.  Yep, this giant lily pad was the big one.

On Saturday we took our new found treasure out and found that it also works as a roof of sorts as the rain poured down for a bit.  The Maui Mat is all that it is cracked up to be and we are happy to use it until it's rightful owner can claim it.  (Later at the bar, the young chickies 'found' some cute locals to claim as their own-okay for the night anyway!)

While on a walk today, Kristin spotted a fiver laying on the path and scooped it up.  Bonus!  We looked around a little in case, like picking morels, there would be more bucks lying about.  No such luck.

So, how about you?  Any lucky streaks?  Find anything good?

Let me know!


Monday, August 8, 2016

Coastal...

Comin' at you tonight from the Keys where lobster season is in full swing.  It's been a great year with perfect weather for 'bug huntin'.  The lobsters are large and plentiful and we have one more full day before heading home.  Randy has worked his butt off nabbing the beauties.  I have mostly remained on shore due to the fact that the boat is full of divers. 

Mickey and Hazel are with a pet sitter (other than family) for the first time ever and I am surprised how much I miss them.  Pets insinuate into your life and things seem a little tilted without their routines.  And as a creature of habit myself, as usual, I am ready to get back home to some sort of routine.  Just feeling a little off. 

Please pray that Delta has it's recent kinks worked out before Wednesday so we don't have to tolerate any shenanigans in Fort Lauderdale.  See you all next week when I'm not so tired.....Vacations tend to wear me out!  xo

Monday, August 1, 2016

Where you Lead...

Throw back pic from 2000, when I celebrated the Ernest Hemingway Festival in Key West.  I went to Ernest book readings, watched the 'running of the bulls', ate at Blue Heaven where there is the boxing ring that he sparred in, and most of all partied like a bearded, old rock star writer at Sloppy Joe's.  It's pretty amazing to stroll into Sloppy's at noon and find yourself surrounded by 300 or so Ernie look a likes posturing for the big title.  I had a blast and even did a couple of shots with the boys.

So what am I reading this summer?  As usual, I am all over the map.  These sultry days just find me lazy as a cut dog, reading everything in sight.  My latest reads are as follows:

Lust & Wonder by Augusten Burroughs...because I love his honesty and humor and have read everything he has ever written.  It was spot on as usual.
Basquait-A Quick Killing in Art by Phoebe Hoban....because I am interested in his art and its' process. I get it a little better now.
Here's to Us by Elin Hilderbrand....because it's her 17th beach read and well, I read it at the beach.  Her descriptions of Nantucket and the food that is enjoyed there is mouthwatering.  Almost makes me want to cook.  Almost...
Slash by Slash with Anthony Bozza....because I am attracted to this sexy badass!  LOVE
First Comes Love by Emily Griffin....Well written chick lit.  7 NY Times bestsellers and I've devoured them all!
The Girls by Emma Cline-A story of a Manson-like cult.  Read it!
Greetings from Utopia Park- surviving a transcendent childhood by Claire Hoffman..another bio with the focus on the Maharishi cult.  Amazing and enlightening.
Truly Madly Guilty by Liane Moriarty...In her 6th bestseller, I was just as fascinated as I knew I would be.  Her twists fool me every time.  I will always anxiously await her next book.

So, that's it.  I leave for the Keys for Lobster Season on Wednesday and plan to read at least 3 more stories in the hot sun.  I'll even be reading as I melt the butter!  Fresh lobster are yummy!



Monday, July 25, 2016

Sign O' the Times...


Please, I beg you; make it stop! My brain hurts and I'm about to bleed out my eyeballs.  Do I have a painful migraine you might wonder? Nope, just me endurin' the politics.  And I hate it.

To me, political opinions are a private matter.  Depending on how we were raised, personal beliefs and exposure, we all believe it what's right for us personally.  It's like religion to me-also personal.  I do not force my beliefs on you and I prefer you do the same for me.  When those guys sweating in their suits ring my doorbell, I politely tell them that I respect them for their faith and ask for the same respect back.  My facebook, ideally a polite cocktail hour kind of conversation is full of people blowing their chosen horns.  And it can get ugly.  There is not one thing that I read on 'fake' book that will change my basic beliefs.  Stop it already!!

I have endured the conventions, in fact it's on in the background tonight.  And I can say that it's worse than a playground fight.  Mud slingin' and classless.  People just worked up into a frenzy!  How are we ever going to stand united with words like 'black voters',  the 'gay vote', 'rich people', etc.  Sound bites, he said/she said.  CNN and FOX.  Tearing each other down to make the other look bad. Who can you believe?  Grandstanding and pontificating.  And why do the speakers have to act like 60 year old cheerleaders dragging out each word?  IIIIIIIIIIIIIII     WILLLLLLL  BEEE  GREEAAAT! 

Really, cuz you sound like an idiot!

From my sparkly bubble a different picture would come into view.  I wish we could just have a King and Queen.  Maybe monarchy with princesses!  On white horses!  Wearing cool hats and waving like prom queens.  Darling children to admire.  They wouldn't dream of shouting hoarsely into the mic.  There would be decorum and class.  People would be nice to each other.  We would work for the good of all of us.  With respect and compassion and love.

Hey, I can dream, can't I.  For now, I'll just take two Tylenols and hope for the best. 

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

These are Days...

Happy Tuesday!   What a week I had.  After struggling (still!) with that funky virus at the beginning of the week, on Thursday I could be found in Detroit attending the S.H.A.R. (Self Help Addiction Recovery) celebrating the 47th. anniversary of the organization.  I was warmly welcomed and met some Detroit dignitaries as well as some amazing doctors, therapists, and clients of SHAR.  I spoke my little story and totally enjoyed the afternoon.  There are some very special people fighting the good fight and I am honored to have been included.  Thank you, cousin and friend Dayna who assisted my that day as well as took to the dance floor to learn a new hustle.  Guuurrrrl had it goin' on!

On Saturday I set up my gig at the annual F.A.N. (Families Against Narcotics) run and fundraiser.  I watched with amazement as 2000 balloons were released in the air honoring the recovering addicts as well as those who have passed.  Many people stopped by my table and told me of their struggles and as usual, I found comfort in the stories that I know so well.  I made lots of new friends and sold lots of books!  The highlight was meeting one of Dane's therapists.  She took one look at the pictures in the book and just cried her eyes out.  I love hearing how loved he was by others.  Again, it's such a good feeling learning that he touched some lives.  F.A.N. is changing lives and I would recommend the help and support that they are able to give.  It's my plan to become more involved.

Sunday I went up north to visit my great nieces who were here for a final visit before moving to Japan for 3 years.  They are little dolls and I hate that they will be so far away.  Had a wonderful time with the family and got home today to get things back on track.

Hope all is well with you, my friends.  xo

Monday, July 11, 2016

Under the Sea...

For a girl who quit celebrating birthdays a long time ago, I must admit to being swept up in the hoopla yesterday.  My family and friends simply will not comply with my wishes to just let it be another day.  Facebook, email, gmail and texts and cards netted me well over a hundred wishes and I loved reading every one of them.  It's weird to think of that many people having you cross their minds on the same day.  Thank you to all who took a moment to make me feel special.

At the beachhouse friends and family showered me with love and attention.  There were gift conspirators,  double chocolate brownies with salted caramel frosting, jewelry, mermaid shenanigans and many toasts for another great year.  I want to thank my friends and family-Randy, Mark and Cheryl and Nicole for making me a happy mermaid.  I love you all very much.   xo