God, Family, Country...

Happy Birthday to my younger sister, Lisa!

 In a conversation this morning, I remarked how very unlucky it was to have a birthday fall on a Monday AND in quarantine-it doesn't get much worse than that!

However, I'll tell you what IS lucky.... Me.  I'm lucky.  Lucky to have a sister that is also a friend.  I can call her anytime for anything-and she is there.  Always a supportive sister, friend and also the best Aunt Dane could ever have.  Her and I also travel very well together, having lots of laughs and adventures.  While riding camels in the desert or sharing a dessert, we are the ones having the most fun.   An expert chef and horticulturist, Lisa is currently growing me some cool plants for the beach house.  She loves to make fun of my driving (in)ability as well as other dumb things I do.  But it's okay, cuz it comes from a place of love.

Hope your day turns out to be a special one-you deserve it.  Looking forward to more good times.
We love you, Girl!   XOXO

Sunday Drive...

 

Quads are sexxy and I don't mean that area on the front of my legs!  On Sunday I was one lucky girl that had the pleasure of crewing on a boat that was on a sailfish hunt.  We saw two sea turtles mating, and then separating when they saw us.  A case of 'tortoise interruptus' on the high seas!  After spotting two sails, we hooked the third and landed the beauty.  After pics and admiration, we safely released the fish.  We also were treated to a pod of dolphins next to the boat and then playing in the prop wash.  Ahhhhhhhmazing!

Kicking in the four big boys, we zoomed to the sandbar where the regular  Sandbar Sunday festivities (with some distancing!) was carrying on as usual.  With water temps hovering around 85 degrees, swimming felt like bathing!  Shortly the gorgeous Keys sunset filled the sky with pastel beauty.

What a special day and it does not escape me how very fortunate I am to be here.  With the world experiencing this horrible crisis, it's nice to hold onto the things that are the same.  Sun, water, nature and sunsets.

I hope you can find pleasure and beauty and hang in there until 'normalcy' returns.  Prays and hope for all that are not as lucky as myself.  Stay safe and sane.  XO

Drink a Beer....

Kwaranteen Kwizz!

WHAT DO YOU DO TO ESCAPE THE NEGATIVITY?  Well, I am fortunate enough to be able to boat and fish and enjoy a beer while watching a seaside sunset.  (say that three times, fast!)

READ ANY GOOD BOOKS LATELY?  Averaging one every three days.  My Dark Vanessa was fascinating.

NEWS SOURCE? Tucker Carlson-of course.  I live in the logical world.

GUILTY PLEASURE?  Cat videos and I'm not the least bit guilty. (Shannon, did you see the one where the kitty.....blah, blah blah.....

IRREGULAR BEHAVIOR?  Watching Netflix with popcorn and wine at three in the afternoon!

NETFLIX SERIES?  Discovered what binge watching is with season 3 of Ozark.

BEST QUARANTINE MEMORY?  Landing a permit.  It's a fish-pic to follow soon!

BIGGEST HASSLE?  Cooking.  Why does he (Randy) always have to eat?!

WHAT DO YOU MISS THE MOST?  Dining out! See above question!

BIGGEST MENTAL DRAIN?  The lack of freedom and spontaneity.

DREAM QUARANTINE PARTNER(s)?  The Rock with a side of Jason Mamoa!  Hopefully they will not notice my 'quarantine beauty'-roots, uni-brow, 10 extra pounds, ratched pedicure.....

That's it.  BUT with all due respect to those that are truly suffering, dying, scared and lonely-I am truly sorry and hope this is behind us soon.  The seriousness of the  situation does not escape me and I do not wish to offend anyone. I bow to health care workers, doctors, nurses and all essential workers.  I realize that I am currently beyond privileged in my confinement.

 But you have to laugh a little, right?  These are some pretty surreal times and the Rock and Jason may be here any minute.  Hey, a girl can dream.....

Return to Zero...

In an effort to counteract my quarantine cravings, I decided to run to the post office, a mere mile away.  I'm not a very proficient runner but it seriously feels like the score is CARBS 10, JODI 0!   You may picture me striding gazelle-like, with the ocean on my left and the Keys breeze in my hair.  Graceful and athletic, ponytail bouncing, gliding effortlessly while the carbs (wines a carb, right?) just fall away.  Bemused smile on my face as I match the musical beat in my airpods, smugly wondering what all the unmotivated are doing today..

Let me tell you how it REALLY was.  Picture the Little Engine that Could.  I think I can, I think I can.  I plod along with no real technique under the blazing 87 degree sun without a hint of a breeze.  My sea hag hair, sweaty and stringy is falling out of it's ponytail and my face is the color of a strawberry.  I'm panting like a dog and possibly smell similarly.  I finally build up a head of steam (approx. 2 mph!) and even cheerily wave at some passing cars.  Look at me-I'm an athlete!  Suddenly, I find myself on the concrete, flat on my belly.  I totally bit it and my knees are bleeding.  I hop? up quickly and try to play it off as, say, a random coconut causing me to trip.  My chin hurts and both of my palms are bleeding like some weird Lenten stigmata.  I decide to walk the rest of the way.  Like a gazelle taken down by a zebra, I limp home to lick my wounds. 

Final score: RUNNING 0,  WINE 10!

Stay safe my friends. XOXO