Driveway surprise and Crazy eyes.

Yesterday my sweet friend Dawn, her husband Eric, and their son Camden made a surprise visit to our driveway; they brought their ice cream shop to us!

WHO DOES THAT? 

Dawn does.

Dawn’s family owned an ice cream shop {Wilburs and Wilburs North} in Massachusets; that’s where Dawn and Eric met around 30 years ago.

Ice cream is their thing. And yesterday it was OUR thing too.

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Suz finally got her nails did!

How sweet are they? 

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Btw, Suz had a chocolate sundae with coffee ice cream and ALL the toppings.

The Coach? Two scoops of vanilla.

Me: How can you be married to me and enjoy plain old boring vanilla ice cream? 

He responded with something like he couldn’t handle more than vanilla AND me…

Whatever.

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I finished Dead to Me this weekend on Netflix.

It was so darn good.

About 10 minutes till the end I assumed this would be the last season. But those darn writers know what they are doing; they’ll be back!

Speaking of Netflix; Linds told me recently that we could update our profile pics. Forever we were each just a side smiley face.

I had a really good laugh choosing mine.

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Suzanne, aka Crazy Eyes from Orange Is The New Black

I finally watched the Downton Abbey movie. It was good. NOT fantastic, but I was a big fan of the show and I had myself a really good cry at the end because I probably hadn’t cried in a few hours.

Could you possibly have had more fun than me this weekend? 

Maybe. But I’m pretty sure an ice cream shop did not sprout up on your driveway.

I have the best people.

Happy Monday.

XO

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The one where I thought I had nothing to say. Also, Bev’s birthday.

Do you ever have those days, weeks, or months where you have nothing to say?

Me neither.

But this week I’ve been quiet.
It’s been a weird week. I’ve had some things come up; some distractions.

Can I say that I miss doing my puzzle?

Lord. I’m hopeless.

Things I also miss:

*Hugging people; mostly my girls. But also my friends.

*My gym, my fitness coach, and my gym people. (I may be the youngest at our gym and it’s literally like Cheers, where everybody knows your name)

{Am I the Norm of our Gym? Maybe}

*Marshalls, Home Goods, TJ Maxx. I know. It’s petty, but I do enjoy my outings.

*Publix. I miss just running in for one or two things. I know, I will NEVER take grocery shopping for granted again. Never.

*Dining out. The Coach and I have had a standing Friday night date night for many years; I miss going out for dinner. But, we’ve been ordering in (or picking up) at least one night a week.

Listen, this is my petty little list and really, I’m NOT complaining. It’s just things that I miss.

Can I count my blessing? Oh HELL yes.

*My people are healthy.
*Our business is still in motion.
*I have money in the bank to pay bills.

We are fortunate.
I wish everyone was as fortunate.

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Tomorrow would be my Mom’s 77th birthday. For the past few years, one or two of my favorite people (when available) join me for two of my Mom’s three favorite things:
Mexican food and a margarita.

Her third favorite thing? Latin men.

We, being married women and all we generally skip those.

Plus, she was known to be a bad pecker picker; starting with my Dad and she went downhill from there. I’m not badmouthing her; she knew it too.

So, tomorrow we are going to attempt to have margaritas together via Zoom; it will be my first time.
For the zoom, not the margarita.
Now I’m wondering how I can get some Mexican food too.

{Suz and Bev at her 72nd birthday. Guess what we were eating and drinking?}

My mom LOVED my blog. She would call me and say: YOU are so funny.
OR she’d say: Who were you referring to in that post?
Or she would complain that I didn’t blog enough.

Now that I write all that, she sounded demanding.

For someone who had nothing to say, I found some words to share today.

Wishing you all a good weekend and if you have the ingredients, have a margarita in Beverly’s honor on Saturday. She was the best Mom I ever had and I miss her terribly.

If you are fortunate enough to have one or both parents, call them this weekend, it’s the least you can do.

I’m not even a Jewish mom, but I can make y’all feel guilty, can’t I?

XO

Cartwheel—-Fart-wheel

One of my soul sisters (Kelly) sent me this video the other day.
We do that, send each other random videos or pics, umm, randomly when we come across them in our phone.

My response was: “No wonder I didn’t make the Olympic team, my legs are far from straight.”
But I did stick the landing.

This was from my 49th birthday, where we spent a relaxing week on Fort Myers beach.

Oh, to be 49 again.
I know it was only three and a half years ago, but a lot has happened in those three and a half years; as in, I’m three and a half years older.

That was a lot of halves.

There was a time when I was obsessed with gymnastics. I took lessons for a few years, starting at age 6 or 7 until I was asked politely about not coming to the classes since my mom stopped paying; around the age of 12.
That didn’t stop me from flailing my body around trying new moves on the grass, carpet, couches, off the side of the pool, etc. for many years after that.
Nadia Comaneci was my shero.

Good news, I just checked and I can still do a cartwheel.
Bad news, my window of Olympic stardom has closed.

I love the phrase ‘fart-wheel’ because I still have a sense of humor like a 12-year-old.

Raise your hand if you can do a cartwheel.
Raise both if fart-wheel made you laugh.

XO

I can still hear the squeak of the squeegee

It took me over 2 hours to clean the glass in the family room/foyer/sitting area the Saturday after Christmas.

If I cleaned windows for a living, we’d be living in squalor because I didn’t even clean the top rectangular ones and I was exhausted AND it felt like it took me forever.

I told you we had 5 dogs here over Christmas, correct? Three of them really don’t understand how glass works. Who’s wild idea was it to live in a glass house? 

The house was vacuumed Christmas eve morning and exactly 24 hours later, it needed to be vacuumed again. 
And then 24 more hours, vacuumed again. 
Who invented long-haired dogs anyway? Not.this.girl.

I removed Christmas from the front of the living areas and then I started working on the backside with that big ole tree in there.

I’ve meant to blog a few years ago about my Christmas storage that I’m slightly obsessed with.

I told the girls that when I’m gone, they’re to split my jewelry and purses, and when we’re both gone, they can split my Christmas storage because it’s that valuable. I’ve been adding pieces each year. {Sounds like wedding china} I think I’m done now as I’ve added in a tree storage thingy and light storage this year, and I have three ornament boxes and a wrapping container.

Aside from my family, friends, butterflies, bees, and dogs, storage and organization is my favorite thing. Ever.

I hope everyone is off to a good start for 2020. We had a very quiet NYE; the Coach and I had a nice dinner out at our favorite pizza place, then back to the comforts of our home.
Two of my girlfriends from down the street came over to share some wine and conversation with us.
Any night/holiday that is without complicated plans and includes wine is my kind of night.
Nice and easy. Like me. 🙂

Happy Monday.
XOXO

The little things and the little nothings that keep Suz sane and happy.


Sometimes it’s the littlest things that make me happy.
Like finding one of my favorite NZ wines at Total Wine this week.

I had a flashback to our trip to New Zealand and how much Kelly and I loved visiting this (unknown to us at the time) winery. ‘Twas a great day and a great trip.

A majority of the big trips that I’ve had, I say, “I don’t need to go again, let’s see something new”, but I don’t feel that way about New Zealand.
NoSireeBobCatTail.

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Sometimes it’s the fact that I can put my head in the sand, and not know what is happening outside my little world that brings me happiness.

I know that a lot of people like to watch the news, read the papers, be in the “know” about what is happening all around the world.
Me? I honestly do better just tending to my home, garden, my people, my community, keep the dirty clothes hamper empty, etc….
I get overwhelmed with the worries of the world, the sadness, the despair of it all.
And guess what, sometimes it’s pretty damn depressing. So, if something really important happens and I need to know, the Coach will inform me. He’s very much ‘up to date’ with the world outside our area code.

Also, doing laundry pays around here.
I found $150 in the dryer this week.

Don’t tell Uncle Sam.

We’ve been so very busy lately. Lots of house projects finishing up before Turkey day and the Coach is inundated with work-work. But that is something we never complain about; work-work brings in the laundry cash.

Have a great weekend!
XOXO

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The Coach and I had a great dinner at Shula’s Steak House this weekend with some friends. It was a ‘private’ wine dinner with a fixed tasting menu. We’ve purchased a few of these over the years at a University athletic fundraiser we attend annually. The Coach and I agree that we need to stop purchasing these; they’re really expensive and we don’t need a four-course meal.
Of course, I do need the four-course wine.

They served us XL crab cakes, (I opted for grilled shrimp, cause I’m crabby enough) a huge wedge salad, a filet mignon and then a warm chocolate lava cake with vanilla bean ice cream and fresh cream. Stuffed who?
Are you drooling? 

We were reminiscing about meeting Mr. Don Shula there years ago. I believe it was around 1999; he was at the restaurant with his Son and was happy to oblige us and spend a few minutes chatting.

{I completely forgot how much I loved wearing twin-sets back in the day. Cardigans w/matching tops}

As Native Floridians, both of our families were always diehard fans of the Miami Dolphins. Lately though? We’re not big fans of any NFL teams. Well, I never cared about football….but even the Coach is disenchanted with the NFL. Everything is political and a lot of athletes have turned into a bunch of sissies. There, I said it.
I’m sure Don Shula can’t even take it anymore.

Not sure how this turned into a football post. I really just wanted to talk about food and wine.

Anyhoo….I wish I’d saved half of my lava cake that I didn’t eat. I could use it today.

Anything fun in your weekend? 

A quick little getaway to Nashville to see some awesome people. #Hope4Hopetown

A few days after hurricane Dorain hit the small Abacos islands of the Bahamas our friend Patrick Davis was working on fundraising. These small islands get very little support from the Bahamian government. I HOPE I’m not going to shock anyone, but the government is crooked.
Yes, I’m speaking of ALL government, but today we’re focusing on the Bahamas.
FYI: The Hope 4 Hopetown fundraiser is 100% legit; I can vouch for Patrick Davis and the Coach is also on the board. Ain’t no one less crooked than these guys.

Anyhoo a minute after the fundraiser was in motion Patrick threw together a ‘once in a lifetime’ music event at the Ryman Auditorium.
He had a sold-out show booked, advertised and sold out in 10 days at the beloved Ryman.

I have some great videos and photos of the amazing artists; Darius Rucker, Dierks Bentley, Randy Houser, Jamey Johnson, Lee Brice, Kristian Bush (Sugarland), Charles Kelly (Lady Antebellum), LoCash, Florida/Georgia Line, James Otto and many more.
It was perhaps the most amazing night ever. Sorry Coach, our honeymoon was so long ago.
*snicker snicker*
I had sad tears.
I had happy tears.
Much like my high school days.

Hey, I recognize that guy.

Jamey Johnson and Randy Houser

 Dierks Bentley

 Charles Kelly from Lady Antebellum. At one point he motioned for one of the back up singers to come and do a duet with him. It was great. At the afterparty I spoke to the young lady and told her how great she did and she said: “I can’t believe I was up on stage with all of these amazing artists, I was freaking out inside!”

 Florida Georgia Line-Not my favorite band, but they were great to be there supporting.

 Our sweet friend Wyatt Durette singing Toes in the Sand that he wrote with Zac Brown.

Did anyone watch the show Nashville? I keep meaning to…anyhoo this is Charles Esten of that show who also sings. 

Have you heard of Hootie and the Blowfish? 😉 Here is Darius Rucker and Mark Bryan. They just finished their American tour last week and are heading to Europe for another tour. Our friend Patrick Davis is opening up for them for a few shows. The Coach asked if I wanted to go. 
Umm. No. Can we please stay home for a while? 

If you’ve ever listened to country music, you’ve heard this amazing song. Perhaps my most favorite country song ever. 
We’ve heard James Otto (he wrote the song about his Grandfather) sing the song many times, but this was our first time seeing Jamey Johnson (who cut the song recording) sing it. They were amazing together. 

 And how about these rock stars??

It was such a fantastic weekend, but man, when we arrived home on Tuesday night, we were done. Done like dinner. We met some amazing people who are like-minded doing a lot of good stuff for our Bahamian friends. Made some more connections. The Coach and I have a big surprise arriving in a few weeks….you’ll never guess what it is. 
This weekend has been us catching up on all the stuff we’ve been needing to do for the last month. 
Wishing all my peeps a great day and weekend. 
XOXO