Come Through...

Meet Lux!  Lux D. (As in Dale!) Luxe-my sweet replacement for a seriously injured Berry Manilow.  My brother, salesman extraordinaire, was able to pull off a smoke and mirror trick with a side of  automotive shell game.  The result is this sweet girl with a bangin’ bod and skin like porcelain.  I am looking forward to some serious girl time in our travels.  

The moral of this silly story?  Sometimes in a bad situation, you just have to look for a silver-or in this case ‘white lining.’  White with just a touch of sparkle!  XO

Crash into Me...

If you saw me standing on the side of I94 holding my one-eyed cat, I was not lost or 'losing it.'  Here's the tea...

Hazel (the one eyed wonder cat) and I were rear ended on Friday.  We were uninjured, but poor Berry Manilow is at the doctors for more intensive cosmetic surgery.  I'm not sure if the other Barry has ever had his rear end fixed, but my Berry is in for a major fluff up.  

Being rear ended is one of my worst nightmares come true.  I have long feared that very event and always leave ample room between me and the vehicle I am following.  But men...that's apparently a problem.  And don't you know, it was a man that plowed into me.  I harp at Randy if he even gets close to the car ahead.  The struggle is real...

As in most cases, it could have been worse.  The Police officer could not have been any nicer and the tow truck driver was also very helpful. Insurance and auto body shop were fast and efficient.  Randy came quickly and scooped us up.   My back and neck were only sore for a few days and Hazel is recovering nicely from her Post Traumatic Stupid Driver Syndrome.  Berry will heal and be as good as new and life will go on.  

I just have one question-where was Geoffrey Fieger or Mike Morris when ya need them?  Hazel might want to file a case!  

Have a safe week, Dolls.  XO

We're Good...

 I'm home..at it feels great.  I love the Keys, but I'm always happy to get back.  (Except this weather!)

I've been busy with all the usual tasks of unpacking, groceries, laundry etc.  And I am beat.  Then I see on the news (I've barely watched TV in 2 months!) that is 'National Clean Your Room Day.'  

Like I need that pressure...  I swapped out all winter duds for my summer clothes and that's as far as I'm going today.  Luckily I do not need to finish the job before I can 'go outside and play.'   Instead, I'm just gonna haul my tired biscuit to bed and hope the weather warms up enough for me to wear flip flops.

See you next week when I've got my 'ish' together!  XO

Float On...

 What do you do when you spot a doggo-in a hat and sunscreen, floating on a raft at the sandbar?  Well, you just back up, set your cup down and swim on over, to snoop things out!

I learned that Angel was rescued from the Bahamas by a loving family who slathers on the sunscreen as well as a custom hat to prevent her pink skin from burning.  She happily rides on her float, soaking up the sun and attention from crazy dog-lovin’ admirers-like me.  I also found out that this little sea dog is my neighbor-bonus!

Leaving for Michigan this week and looking forward to our dog days of summer.  See you next year sweet puppers and don’t forget the SPF!  XO

Little Sister...

 I was five when she was born and I learned that I was about to have a little sister.  This tiny ginger was my real life baby doll.  She was later my comrade and partner in crime. (And there were many!) She’s now all that AND my best friend.

And today is her birthday!

Lisa is my perfect travel buddy and even dragged my to Dubai for the time of my life.  When I’m not with her, she gifts me with thoughtful goodies.  We crack each other up and have the same sense of humor.  Her smile can light up a room.  We enjoy the simple things-pizza, a good cocktail, and even a tramp thru the woods searching for morels.

I could go on and on about her green thumb, cooking skills, etc, but she’s modest and probably already is gonna kill me for this!  She is fiercely loyal and would take a bullet for me-and I wold for her.

So if you get a chance, wish her Happy Birthday!  I love you, Little Sister.  XO

Salt, Sun and Time...

 I love salt.  

Salt air, salt water, salty chips and salt of the rim of my margarita!  All these salty pursuits were in full force at the Sand Bar Sunday Celebration, and I was all about it.

Also I love to think of myself as 'salty'- defined as having a tougher attitude due to personal experience. That's me-all day.  If you can't take life's lessons and move forward, what are you?  Less than a grain of salt?

'Stay Salty', my friends.  XOXO

Reunited...

 🎶 and it feels so good!  I was lonesome for my girl, so much that we hauled our cookies, including Hazel, up to Ft. Myers beach for a little spring break beach action.  Old folks style..... (well, me anyway...)

I personally have moved into the senior spring break scene more like a 'senior (citizen) spring breaker.  Observation from the beachhouse deck was the perfect place to watch the antics of the kids.  No cheap beer for us-we swilled our cocktails and got an eyeful. 

As I have moved into more modest swim bottoms, I noticed that exposed buttocks are still a thing.  Chickies strutted by proudly displaying and sunning their buns.  I love beach volleyball, but spared them all my lousy serve and my inability to jump more than two inches in the sand.  

Yes, there were Adonis-like dudes to ogle, but Kristin and I were far more entertained by the various puppers lazing about.  As we strolled the beach, we petted and baby talked to as many pooches as possible.  Far more entertaining!

We hit the early bird dinner to avoid the crowds-something I used to make fun of.  Now it seems perfectly logical!  Action on the boardwalk/pier was just heating up co-incidentally as we were winding down.  Sun and booze can wear an old chick out!

Been there, done that-bought the tee shirt, bought the hat.

And I'm cool with it!

Thanks to my BFF's, Kristin and Bob (see, I'm still cool!) for letting us in on all the action.  We love you guys!💕