Believe It...

Happy Birthday to my brother celebrating like the rockstar that his is recently at the Sandbar-while grabbing some action before social distancing!  60 looks fabulous on you, Bro!

I am proud to be able to share that the R.S. Dale Company is supplying an automotive plant in Indiana with parts to build ventilators.  The plant is retooling and should be in operation by Friday.  In this time where the feelings of utter helplessness prevail, this is an amazing thing.  Kudo's to all of our employees responsible in making this reality.  Your contribution to relieving the pandemic and saving lives is something to be proud of.  We love you all.

Stay safe, eat your vegetables and remain positive.  These practices will help to keep your immune system strong.  Better days are coming.   Love to all. XOXO

P.S. a close friend that has struggled with Lyme disease for years recently remarked that she prays she doesn't get Corona with Lyme!  Love you, Sharon! xo

Still Flexin, Still Steppin...

Two crazy lassies,
 looking for some fun;
threw on their kilts and
 vowed to git 'er done.

Key West was on lockdown,
so what could they do?
Head up the Florida Boy,
for a green beer-or two.

There were revelers and pirates,
and doggies galore.
Irish music and shenanigans-
who could even want more?

We drank Irish Car Bombs
and played party games.
But we dropped the 'hot cabbage',
We were so lame-no shame!

The fun is over (for now!)
and we are sticking close to home.
I thank you all for reading
my corny St. Paddy's poem!

Stay safe and well and optimistic my friends-this too shall pass.  XO

Galway Girl...

Happy Saint Paddy's Day!  Galpal Shannon and I enjoyed the usual Sandbar Sunday 'Shannonigan's!' and are gearing up this morning for our annual SPD frolick. The final game plan is yet to be determined, but will definitely include reubens and kilts!

The state of the world, our hometown, our business, and local concerns have cast a pall over all activities as we are not oblivious to the dangers and risks of the pandemic.  Randy has been feverishly on the phone and computer handling business and employee issues.  It is totally uncharted territory but we are doing what we can.  Otherwise, here in the Keys, it's pretty much business as usual.  The bright sunny days and crystal turquoise waters do a great job of distorting reality.

Which is where I tend to live.  Anyone who knows me that my reality is firmly embedded in a sparkly bubble filled with kitties, puppies, books, and dreams of Dane.  I care-I really do, but I learned awhile ago to not worry about things I cannot change.

So, I'll pray, stay in contact with my family and friends, and wash my hands.  It's really all I can do.  That and handle the hard decisions like bikini or one piece?  SPF number?  Vodka or wine?

Stay healthy my friends.  Peace and white light.   XOXO

Honkey Tonk Woman...

Good Morning from the crew!  Had a wonderful day exploring Duck Key, Conch Key and Islamorada.  We were treated to three separate dolphin encounters, some frosty libations, as well as some very tasty local grub.  The seas were calm and the day ended with a gorgeous sunset.  It's a day to dream about.

And speaking of dreams-just a little clever segue for y'all-I recently had the perfect timing to realize an experience that has been on my bucket list.  Two hours earlier or later and I could have missed by Star Moment!

The sweet and condescending musician at the Florida Boy allowed me to 'sit in' on a song! 

#4 on Jodi's Bucket List=Playing cowbell on Honey Tonk Woman LIVE ON STAGE!

Check, Check and Check!

Now, years ago, much to Dane's chagrin, I was encouraged-okay allowed- to play the tambourine in a gig when he was in the band.  I loved it of course and Dane gallantly allowed me the 'moment.'  It was a cool thing (for me) and Dane survived it.

I admit to a slow start on the cowbell, but quickly caught the beat.  I finished my gig, thanked my bandmate, and took a bow amidst thundering applause.  I sat my honkey tonk ass down and grabbed my cocktail, like the rockstar that I am.

Life is good.   See you all when I go on tour!  More cowbell, more cowbell!   XOXO 



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Six Days on the Road....

Good meowning from the sunny Keys!  My Mom is hugging her coffee cup with purrpose of inhaling a wisp of caffiene, so I am the guest blogger this morning.

The trip down was purrfect with the exception of a flat tire on the boat trailer.  No worries as Pawps fixed it with traffic zooming by.  Pawsitively scary!  I stayed in my spot on the dashboard furrtively watching for birdies an amusing other travelers.  Purrty cool gig-if ya can get it!

I am happy to be here in our purrecious happy place where I can lay on the deck outside and watch for geckos.  I purrsonley love it!

Not to be too catty, but Mom needs to write her own blog, because it appurrs I have very little to say.

She will see you all next week when her travel lag as pawwsed and she's ready to pawty!

Furrever yours,  Hazel the One Eyed Wondercat

Dream a Little Dream...

 Happy Monday!  How wonderful was the 50 degree weather that found me able to take my last beach walk of the season?  On a sunny day with cool ice formations  everywhere, I was able to make may way down the shore looking for beach treasures and enjoying a fabulous February Sunday.  As we make our way south, the beachwalks will have considerably less clothes!

 On another totally unrelated note..A few years ago, I had chance meeting with Zach Zakar of the Zakar Twins fame.  I found him to be a gorgeous, funny, and very ambitious guy.  He told me, 'watch out for me,  I have big plans and you have not seen the last of me.  I have big dreams and am determined to make them come true!"  So as I read the Sunday Free Press, I was only too happy to see that Zach's promise was being realized.  He and his identical twin, Michael wrote a book and are now staring in a play by the same name!  I am only too sorry to be 5 states away as their performance hits the greater Detroit area.  Guess I will have to wait for the movie!  But I wish the boys all the best and am proud to have known Zach back when was just a twin (did I mention that he is gorgeous?), with a dream.  Congrats and good luck, Dollface.  And break a leg, Baybee!

I'm living my dream, Zach and Michael are realizing theirs and I hope you are all finding yours!

Have an amazing week and I will see you all next week when I alight in the sunny, dreamy Keys!

It's a Miracle...

Berry Manilow has a wrinkle.  And no amount of Retin-A or Botox will fix him!

Recently it was discovered that someone had thoughtlessly hit the back of my truck! The tail light is smashed and there are some scratches that mar the perfection of my dear Berry.

Somehow, if I would have crunched my ride, I would feel differently.  No one will say that I'm the best driver-and I own my vehicular foibles.  But knowing that someone else hit the back of Berry and just drove off, truly irks me.  I just would never do that!  Witness my little story below...


One time  at Target when the wind got ahold of Rocky Balboa's (my Mustang) door and I hit the truck next to me.  I assessed the dom-ahje (that's french, you know!) and trotted over to the front desk to have an announcement made regarding the new dent.  Shortly, a young woman came up to the front to answer the announcement. I explained and was able to take her out to inspect her truck.  Upon looking at her dent, she told me that her brother owned a bump shop and could easily fix it for her.  She thanked me and would not accept my offered money.  She did however; accept a grande Starbucks latte along with my thanks for her understanding.

 Berry Manilow is slated for a day at the spa where that nasty blemish will be fixed.  And I will always remember the kindness of a stranger.

Have the 'kind' of week that includes honesty, tolerance and understanding.  Hey!  Barry should write a song about it!  XO