Tag: Monarchs

Still crazy after all these years

On By SuzIn As blogged by Suz18 Comments

Don’t you love that Paul Simon song?

Seems more fitting for our anniversary than Fifty ways to leave your lover.

Thank you all for your well wishes for our anniversary and for enjoying our wedding photos; next up, I will share every photo of my children starting on the day of their birth.

I’m just pulling your hair leg.

We had a very nice and quiet long weekend at our condo. Coach was able to fish quite a bit and that makes him so happy; which makes me happy. He doesn’t even keep the fish; he catches and releases in the most humane way. Although, if he were to capture a dolphin for me to have as a pet, that would be just fine.

I was able to get in some walks, (in between heavy showers) read some of my book and I started a new puzzle because it was a rainy, raingy weekend. We also watched some TV together on the couch; 35 years together and it doesn’t take much for us to be content. And how awesome is that?

We don’t usually exchange gifts, but I gave Coach the perfect gift; after all these years, I can still give him butterflies. Four butterflies to be exact.

Corny; table for two please!

On our anniversary day, we needed to bring our boat back to the marina where it lives and we decided to have lunch there; my first meal ‘out’ since this whole world went upside down. We had a great meal outside on the deck overlooking the water.

Shocker, I had a Cobb salad. And for dinner, I had the rest of the Cobb salad; it was as big as my head.

Did you know that Florida is ‘open’? We’ve been open almost two weeks with lots of guidlines per the CDC.

We’ve still been very cautious about going places, as in we’re really not going too many places. But it was nice to have food served to me; I felt like the Queen of England. Except I wasn’t wearing pantyhose. Or a hat. Wait, I did have on a hat.

But also, it was hot as hell and we were sweating our butts off. I don’t think the Queen is allowed to sweat.

But still, I was served food. And it was reminiscent of days gone by.

Passing the still closed Naples Pier

I hope everyone had an enjoyable weekend as well doing something that brings you joy and hopefully with less sweat.

XOXO

Captains Log: Day 28 or 399? Garden vlog, puzzle upgrade and a plethora of smokers.

On By SuzIn As blogged by Suz16 Comments

Friday morning I did a little garden vlog. Hold onto your seats, it’s riveting.

Excuse the noise; pool equipment, pool fountain, and air conditioner because Florida.

***

We had a nice, quiet and productive weekend.
Saturday we got our first delivery (insta-cart) from Costco; it went well.
The funny thing is they won’t deliver to our house, but they will deliver to our rental condo.
(zip code snobs)
So, I set up the delivery time and we chilled and waited: (our big outing for the weekend) our delivery guy was right on time.

The Coach was watching a fishing show (also riveting) on TV when I said I was ready to go home with our goods.

He said, “what do you need to get home for?”

I replied slightly embarrassed: “I have a new puzzle.”

Good lord. Send help ASAP. 

We got everything on our list aside from

*ONE THING*

Can you guess what we couldn’t get? 

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Speaking of puzzles, because apparently, I can’t NOT speak of them. The new one that Linds stumbled upon in Target while getting her essentials is THE. BOMB.COM.

The one I had been struggling with for many weeks, and finally finished, well, it turns out it might have been from the bargain bin at Wally World.

The one Linds picked up? Ummmm…it’s top freaking shelf. Like Nordstroms top shelf.
Wait, does top shelf mean liquor? Well, then it’s way better than Albertsons Vodka; that sort of top-shelf.

I didn’t even know there was a hierarchy in the land of puzzles, but I’m here to tell you, there is one.

The pieces feel different; like they’re made from the remnants of a baby bird’s feathers that have been mixed with the recycling goods from the Taj Mahal.

Wait. That sounds kind of gross. WHO AM I? 

I’m just a girl. Standing in front of a puzzle. Hoping it will help me to solve it. 

 

*ahem, almost a quote from Notting Hill which I watched a few weeks ago and It’s one movie Ernie
can quote*

Such a good RomCom.

***

On Sunday I pressure washed the pool lanai and outside furniture while the Coach put together his newest smoker.

Not only is he a Goldilocks with his chairs/office, but he’s also Goldilocks with his smokers.

He has the HUGE tow-behind one that requires a big azz truck and a small smoker/box but needed a medium-sized one too.

{Small and Medium side by side; the new one looks like a time machine. I suppose it IS a time machine for meat.}

He doesn’t complain about my shoes/plants/garden/skincare addictions, so, would I ever complain about his smoker issue? 
Hell.to.the.no.

So, it’s Monday. Let me check my calendar and see what’s happening this week.

Well, it looks like I’m TOTALLY open if anyone wants to get together.

Or not.

Have a good one my people.
XO

I’m certified and I’m finished.

On By SuzIn As blogged by Suz22 Comments

My gardens are officially certified.
And you thought I was just certifiable.

Notice my Monarch model; he approved the signage.

Bona-fide.
Authorized.
To be prized.
I’m rambling here.

I wish I could ditch the electrical boxes and irrigation stuff off the walls, but electricity and irrigation are essential to me.
Also, this is the side of our house, not the front. The front is prettier. But don’t tell the sides and back; they’ve never met.

I’m sure the signs will lure even more butterflies to my lair.

I really try to keep my posts short and sweet so I don’t lose anyone, but I never know where exactly to stop.

Stop here? 

Maybe stop here?

Nope.more.to.chatter.about

The puzzle is finished.

Can I stop talking about that damn puzzle already? 
No. I can not.

I know, you were probably not sleeping a minute wondering how I was doing with it; it’s finally done and yes, I was missing two pieces. MAX!!

I complained to Linds that it was hard to do because my right arm hurt so much.

Linds: Do it with your left arm.

Why do my children use logic against me?

When I was finished, I wrote a note on the box for my future self or someone else’s future self that two pieces are missing and I sharpied the spots on the box.

If my arm felt better, I’d pat myself on the back for that.

Actually, my arm is feeling a bit better. Thank you all for your wonderful advice; it’s appreciated.
Also, icing it a few times a day has been awesome and something I didn’t think to do before. *duhh*
It’s no picnic being me.

NOW, I’m done.

Kidding.

Does anyone have plans for the weekend?

Suzanne, that was cruel and uncalled for.

Oh, wait.
One more thing.

Our marina has opened back up (with VERY limited contact) so the Coach is excited to get on his boat and go fishing tomorrow. He’s been working a lot and being home with me a lot.
He needs some fun because I can only entertain him so much; that wasn’t a part of our vows.

I DO wish you all a nice weekend doing something you enjoy with people that you can semi-stand being around.
I consider myself fortunate in that way.
I never thought to ask my husband how he felt about it.
Probably just as well…

Bee good
Bee silly
Bee well

XOXO