Things That Make Me Smile: Real Doors, Visits & My Misfits

I’m having a hard time putting a decent post together lately, so here’s what has made me smile lately in 369 words.

The New doors/window at the GA house. These are the new fangled type of door that come equipped with Hinges and get this: they swing open and then if you’re feeling crazy, they also swing closed.

Here they are in all their glory. We decided to do a single fixed pane in the center and doors on either side. This was before my painters came in to work their magic so, it’s raw wood here.

Coach is modeling with the before: FAKE doors. It’s hard to get a good pic with no glare, but you have a fabulous view as soon as you walk into the front door through the screened-in porch area and now even more so with less wood/door area. The single pane goes almost to the floor behind the sofa.

Did you notice Callie up there curled up in Lillie’s little bed. I’ll never NOT think that is adorable.

Serendipity. As I was writing this post this morning, my painters let me know they finished the painting yesterday.

Last weekend both of our girls came for a visit and it was so wonderful. I wasn’t referring to them as the Misfits; the pups are my misfits. They swam in the pool, Coach grilled a big lunch, we visited and laughed. Mattis the Husky loves to swim and this enticed Lillie so much that the little turd jumped in the pool and Good Lord, SHE CAN SWIM. I had no idea! We can fully assume that she was peeing while swimming since she does it all.the.time.

Speaking of my little tinkle-er. This photo from our last trip to GA makes me smile. Max is not a fan of other dogs and I think that makes Lillie want to love him even more and even lay ON him. I can almost read his mind and it’s full of four letter words.

What do you mean your dog doesn’t wear a diaper? It’s ALL the rage with rescues who were never potty trained.

So, what is making you smile lately? Humans? Dogs? Fully functioning home parts?


My Stint As A Mermaid Princess Dolphin.

A few weeks ago Coach’s Mom and Step-Dad came to our neck of the woods and spent a week at our little rental condo; they were ready for a change in scenery and they brought our Great Niece Kinsley with them for the visit.

The Coach and I had dinner with them one evening and then another afternoon I went over to swim with Kinsley and give my In-laws a much needed break. Not sure if ya’ll know this, but 3 1/2 year olds are busy people.

Have I told you today about my obsession with porpoises? Well, it’s still early, but I am OBSESSED. I can see 18 in one day and I’ll squeal with delight each and every time. So, it’s no surprise that when I saw one from the window just before dinner, I stopped what I was doing/saying and ran out to visit with my new best friend.

Can you sense my disappointment when it disappeared into thin air? I’ve named him Dolphin Copperfield. I would like to have a gold ribbon because it took all the freaking self-control in the world to NOT jump in and frolic with him.

Back to the human part of our visit…

Me: Kins, do you want to swim in the pool with Aunt Suzanne?

Kins: YES!

Please picture a huge, empty pool with just the two of us, a lone noodle and an occasional pelican.

I was not fully prepared for the amount of imagination that I needed to pack with me for this visit.

We were mermaids.

We were dolphins.

We were mermaid princess dolphins.

We fell asleep while floating.

We sang songs about falling asleep while floating.

We wondered if the pelicans ever pooped in the pool.

We decided to not put water in our mouths, just in case.

We were princesses who could point our fingers and turn things into ICE.

We were princesses who could point our fingers and turn things into HOT LAVA.

I paused for a moment wishing I really had those powers. Suz, Let It Go, Let It Go.

Do you think Kins would be happy with 30 minutes of frolicking around with her Great Aunt Suz?

Hell to the NO.

An hour and a half later, I said your Aunt Suzanne needs to get out of the pool because her fingers and toes are turning into raisins. This of course, brought on eleventy questions about how is that even capable of happening?!

It’s all butterflies and rainbows until The {elder} Mermaid Princess Dolphin was done with the pool and the {mini} Mermaid Princess Dolphin was NEVER going to be done with the pool.

Needless to say, there was some complaining, moaning, big exhales and pouting involved; It dawned on me that someone really needed a nap.

And when Kinsley ALSO started to whine, I knew our imaginative swim session was really over.


He Deserves More Than A Pearl! {Happy 30th Anniversary To Us}

In the words of Barry Manilow: Looks Like We Made It.

This is our 30th wedding anniversary; we dated for six years prior to being legally entangled. If you’re doing the math, Jesus was a small child when we met and my teeth were just sprouting.

I took this selfie on the night of our first date.

Fun fact: Our first date was a BLIND date. How ’bout dat? No tinder. No swiping anything except for his heart. Match Dot What? No stalking each other prior to that fated Robert Plant concert in 1985.

Oh crap. I just looked up that Barry song, and it’s about two people who were in love and now found love with other people. Not a good anniversary song at all.

Fun fact: Barry Manilow is on tour, and you can see him in Vegas this summer.

This BARRY song is more our speed.

I actually heard that song while driving a few weeks ago and I’d totally forgotten what a good song it was….so, naturally, I started car dancing (just like my Mom!) and thought this was a great song for the Coach and I.

Fun fact: Kari, if you’re playing the Dead Or Alive Game, You can NOT see Barry White in concert any longer.

May 25th, 1991. Best.DAY.Ever.

Well, until a few years later when people came out of my body. But still, one had to happen for the other.

Last year I blogged about what a classy affair our wedding was. If you don’t want to go back and read it, I’ll tell you it really wasn’t a classy affair at all, but that’s ok. We both come from very humble beginnings and things have only progressed positively since then.

We don’t have anything planned for number 30 as we don’t usually go all out for our anniversaries….well, aside from our 25th when Coach surprised me with a bonafide proposal & vow renewal on the beach in Key West, including our girls showing up out of the blue, our besties Don & Kelly in attendance and an upgraded ring in a freaking conch shell.

SURPRISE! That was a good time and it can only happen once.

*looks around the corner for our delightful offspring and a conch shell*

Cheers to 30 years. I learned today (google) that the 30th anniversary is the Pearl Anniversary as wives used to get a strand of pearls on the 30th year. Well, I already have a strand of pearls but I only wear them when I’m baking and wearing a housedress with an apron over it.