Sit Still, Look Pretty...

was the order from Randy as he snapped this pic of me and Cheryl last Saturday. 

Hours of work earlier gleaned us this refurbished tiki bar and Sissy and I were only to happy to plop down with a glass of vino to reward ourselves.  Our bar was in serious need of a facelift and now it's ready to rock out another summer.  Dig the groovy pirate ship I scored at the local thrift for two bucks!   My favorite holiday is looming and we are expecting a hoard of company for the usual shenanigans.  Barbeque, boating, bonfire, beer, stargazing and s'mores are what we do.  Just hope the weather holds out for all these activities.

Till then, these old mermaids need a refill!  See you all next week-enjoy the holiday. xo

Starfish and Coffee...

At boxing class last week I had to once again remind HottyToddy (our instructor) that I do not have the chutzpah to do a thousand burpees.  Yes burpees-the bane of my existence.  You know, those torturous moves that start innocently enough and then work into a push up and then a jump up.  Fuggitabout it!  First off my old lady bladder does not allow for that much jumping and will send me off to the ladies room p.d.q.  And secondly, I feel it's time to honor my spine.  Try as I might to watch my form, burpees still hurt my back.  And besides, what boxer bothers with the damn things anyway?  I'd rather hit the bag, and run a sprint. 

Or eat pizza.  Yes, eat pizza.  And then maybe 'burpee' a little.

Have a great week and remember to honor your spine or whatever hurts on your body these days.  This getting older stuff is not for sissies!  xo

Champions...

Sigh...It's pretty hard for me to be my usual frivolous self given the tragedy in Orlando.  Just can't do it.  Please keep in mind the deep sadness of the family and friends of the victims.  I am still processing this senseless tragedy and pray that the world can grow in compassion and tolerance. xo

Happy Birthday...

                                        

                                                                Dane Andrew Jacobs

                                                                06-06-83 to 06-05-14

                Happy  Birthday my Angel.  I miss and love you today and everyday. xoxo

Gotta be Me...

Happy Memorial Day with a special nod to all those who have bravely served us in preservation of our rights and freedoms.  All my gratitude today and everyday.    xo

Learning to Fly....

Hello friends!  It's been a 'wild' week in my world-titillating you could say....  Let me explain. 

A woman in Detroit reported that she had a chicken hanging around in her yard.  She would not have  minded but the thing showed up and cock a doodled at 5:30 a.m. every morning. No neighbors were raising yard bird and it was determined that the poor thing may have been used in cock fighting and somehow made a run for it.  Animal control would take care of the bird-on-the-run.  The woman said she now cannot even eat a chicken breast.

Friends in Dexter spotted a coyote hanging around in their yard and found this appearance very unsettling due to the fact that they ARE raising chickens.  Those exotic beauty of fowl will have to be watched very carefully until the bounty on the poor 'yote' is honored.   Nobody wants to see the critter with chicken feathers hanging off his lips.  Personally, I think that coyotes are cute and it's not their fault that they are being squeezed out of their homes.  I'll keep you 'abreast' of the situation.

At Luiggi's on Saturday night, galpal Kristin and I viewed a whole another fowl creature.  A woman sitting near us at the bar, had her blouse completely open.  Completely.  And being braless, she was totally exposed.  Luckily we had finished dinner and were paying our tab.  Her date seemed rather amused at his view, but me and Ms. K. were appalled.  In what world is that appropriate?  I'd be totally chicken to try it!  Those two giant cutlets have me put off from Luiggi's Parmesean Pollo for awhile-and also cantaloupe melons!

And in an unrelated but wild event, Kristin and I witnessed what we think was a bobcat while walking the Metro Beach trail.  About 20 feet from us, a very large cat came stalking through the weeds, grabbed a live snake in it's jowls and scampered off.  I have never seen or heard of a bobcat here, but I'm telling you, we saw a wild cat of some sort.  It actually was pretty amazing.

That's it for me, dears.  Life never ceases to amaze me!  xoxo

Short Skirt and a Long Jacket...

 

"A party without cake is just a meeting." Julia Child

On rare occasions I like to treat myself to the ultimate in sensual pleasure.  A full body experience I like to call a 'cakegasm'.  Yes friends, a dark chocolate lava cake is my pleasure.  I indulge rarely and it's worth it in every way. 

Cake..Caaakaaahhhh.  Even saying it is delicious.  As kids we would beg for my Mom's homemade sheet cake in all it's chocolate gooeyness-consuming large squares of it, before bolting outside and burning it all off.  Or it's more glamorous cousin, Red Velvet Cake.  That cake for desert, could turn a mediocre meatloaf dinner into a 5 star dining experience.  It's still one of my favorites.  As an adult, I also love carrot cake-you know, the healthy sounding cake.  As I plunge into the cream cheese frosting, my eyes roll back in my head and  I almost believe it!  Why does devil's food cake always taste better than angel food cake?   And how about 'wedding white cake'?  Undoubtedly it's the best part of the whole celebration. I will eat a four course reception dinner with all the capacity of a sparrow, saving room for when they finally cut that cake!  Me and that fluffy white cake with the sweet, thick frosting-now there's a match made in heaven.  And always I take a slice home wrapped up for later, sometimes necessitating licking the napkin to enjoy the sweetness.  I've never been able to put it under my pillow and dream sweet dreams.  More like roll around in sweet crumbs.

When something special happens to us, it's the icing on the cake.  For sure, just make sure mine is spread on extra thick.  Have your cake and eat it too?  Never understood that one.  As opposed to saving it?  Giving it away?  Having cake is ONLY about eating it too.   When something is easy it is referred to as a 'piece of cake'.  All good things=CAKE. 

Whether she truly said it or not, I agree with Marie Antoinette, "Let them eat cake!"  As possible 2016 presidential platform?   Different and better than the ones we have been hearing, that's for sure.  A sure vote getter for me!

Have a great sweet week my darling cupcakes and if things get rough, eat some cake.  Feel the magic!   xo