I’m Back, But That Doesn’t Always Mean I Know Where I Am And Building My Case For The Future.

We departed our home once again; this time to Georgia for nine days. NINE. Can you even keep up with me? Do you even want to? I’m finding it difficult. In between our trip to Charleston and Georgia, we spent a long weekend at our rental condo since it was now empty.

I swear, I wake up in the middle of the night and a lot of the time, I’m perplexed by my surroundings. Am I at a hotel? Home? Where the Eff am I?

Anyhoo, whenever we go away, I think to myself: I’ll be able to post here and there. I’ll be able to keep up with some of you.

Lies. All lies. Some of you have a lot to say it’s hard to keep up. You know who you are.

We are home again and now I’ll spend the next 47 days trying to catch up.

It’s getting wet in here

Just before we left, on a rainy Sunday we experienced something new in our kitchen. It was a full fledged Water Feature via our stove exhaust. I’m not talking about drips, it was a waterfall.

I just shook my head as I’ve kind of had it up to-HERE- with this house and the maintenance. (We had a complete new roof in 2019)

This was after a bit of drying/cleaning up.

The roofers wouldn’t be able to get to us until Wednesday; on Monday I noticed this approaching from the east and feared the worst.


WE’RE GONNA NEED A BIGGER BUCKET!

All is well after a temporary patch job but this just adds to the Case I’m Building in regards to downsizing. There’s been a few discussions on who is moving and it doesn’t appear to be the both of us.

KIDDING!

Maybe.

Lolo and Linds, don’t call me, I promise we’re NOT splitting.

But if we did, who would you want to live with?

Oh, wait, you don’t even live here. But I know you would choose ME because I’m the fun one!

Did I miss anything big? Like, were you lucky enough to install a waterfall into the middle of your kitchen?

XOXO

She’s Back and Now With Added (Re)Freshness, Celebrating 31 Years and Learning New Tricks In The Kitchen.

We had a lovely family vacation. Where do I begin to share? It was a fulfilled trip, sort of like Summer Vacation for adults. The Coach and I loved this destination when we visited for his Fiftieth birthday and always wanted to return and share with the kids; thanks for business being so good the past few years we were able to accomplish that. Lauren’s new husband Nathan (as apposed to her non-existent old husband) came along as well as Lindsay’s best friend, our adopted daughter, Halie.

The last time we were here the activities were a’la carte, but all meals were included. Now they offer ALL activities AND SPA treatments with your nightly rate. I had two massages and the best body scrub of my life last week. I know, decadent.

They Say Getting There Is Half The Fun

We woke up at the ass crack of dawn (3:15am) last Tuesday for a six am flight. I’m not a morning person, but for vacation, I’ll break out of my comfort zone.

Toto, we’re not in Florida anymore.

We flew to ATL, then Denver, Then a short flight to a small airport near Steamboat Springs. We were then picked up in a sprinter van by our Lodge and drove an hour and fifteen minutes to our destination. Three Forks Ranch

Most of us wore pants and closed toe shoes knowing we were going to a destination that was cold. Some of us (not me) were wearing shorts and one person was wearing shorts AND sandals. Which was funny since we had snow and sleet on our way to the ranch.

There were a lot of views like this that weren’t dreary from weather.

The ranch is in both Wyoming and Colorado. Suz all week: Am I in Colorado right now or Wyoming as I walk from the bedroom to bathroom in our suite. (we were the blue dot)

Take A Deep Breath Of Dry Air

As soon as we arrived to the ranch they fed us and then we hopped into some UTV’s and were given a ranch tour. The property encompasses 200,000 acres and it does contain a working cattle ranch.

A small herd of Elk fleeing the Floridians.

Before our arrival we chose what we wanted to do each day. This is just Tues-Thursday. We also had things on Friday and Saturday on the backside.

31 Years Of Fun

While we were on our trip The Coach and I celebrated our 31st Anniversary; how apropos to be there with our daughters. They’re still a little miffed that they weren’t at our wedding. 😜

While we were all enjoying lunch together on our anniversary Lolo asked me: Are you and Daddy going to do something romantic today? Me: I think we’re doing it right now.

I’d Eat That

Our first scheduled fun was a Mediterranean Cooking Class for the six of us. I know, how awesome is that?

We each made a version of hummus, a flat bread, pesto over pasta and some sort of egg filled phyllo; it was a delicious amount of fun. I decided then and there that I should adopt the Mediterranean diet in my life; it’s so good for you and Hello, my bad cholesterol.

Later at lunch I had to rethink all of that since they served the best French fries. Hey, I tried.

I’ll share more in another post so I don’t bore the heck out of you with all my good stuff.

I’m slowly catching up with da’ blogs; I hope you didn’t miss me too much.

XOXO

Reinforcing Comma Placement. Being Educated On Angry Periods And Isn’t Being Right The Most Euphoric Feeling?

A text exchange with Lauren this past week had me confused for a minute but caused me to giggle:

I thought EXCLAMATION POINTS made me sound angry, but according to my oldest daughter, I was incorrect. She is not only the real police, she is also the grammar police so, I know she was being funny.


I have music playing on our Sonos system ‘throughout the inside and outside’ of our house from the moment I wake up until we sit down to watch the boob tube around 7:30-8pm.

Some days I’m all about John Mayer or Return Of The Mack Radio, but lately it’s been Chris Stapleton and whatever Pandora thinks relates to Chris Stapleton. Soulful country.

One day last week The Coach waltzed into my office while singing along with this oldie-but-goodie when he caught my attention at the second line.

The only two things in life that make it worth livin’
Is guitars that tune good and firm feelin’ women
I don’t need my name in the marquee lights
I got my song and I got you with me tonight
Maybe it’s time we got back to the basics of love

Waylon Jennings

Me: Hey, what if the women aren’t firm feeling any longer?

Coach: No, it’s Guitars that tune good AND firm, (comma) feeling women. The guitars are firm.

Me while giving side eye: And then he feels women? I don’t think so, let me look that up.

*Goes directly to the google machine for verification*

I said excitedly: WRONG!

Isn’t being RIGHT the best feeling in the world? I mean, if drug addicts felt right about things before trying drugs, they might never have traveled that path and instead tried to be RIGHT about things.

*I just made myself laugh*

Thank goodness I was right, but still, the only thing firm about me is my stance on recycling.

I love being married. You can literally annoy ONE special person for the duration of your life. Am I right or am I right?


*I just realized a FUN fact after listening to the entire song again: In the last line Waylon mentions “Jerry Jeff’s (Walker) Train Songs”; well we’re almost full semi not really circle because now, present day, we are friends with Jerry Jeff’s Son, Django. (yes, his real name)

Django Walker, Suz and Patrick Davis at a charity event the Coach put on in 2019. I was wearing wedges and yet I still look like a toddler next to them.

I know it was a stretch, but still I can’t help but see the significance of all of this. 😳

Anyone else get a bit smug when they’re right? How about angry looking punctuation? Is that new to you too?

XOXO