Porch Pizza Party, Projects & Perhaps a Pyro Partner?

Gird your loins, she’s talking about Georgia, again.

Kidding. This is a safe zone for all your parts.

That title does make me want to pee though…

We had such a nice time on our last visit to GA, but my only complaint is that time there goes by so damn fast. The Coach agrees with me on this. We planned this trip in between two college softball tournaments that he’s assisting with. One in Jacksonville, FL, and one was conveniently located in North Ga, 45 minutes from our home.

In case you were wondering, I’m the Head Coach of Dogs and Domestic duties.

I was so happy to see that the porta-potty has left our home as 99% of the outside projects are complete. BUT now we have started some inside work; replacing the fake doors and converting a workshop into a bedroom and ensuite.

The outside update really deserves its own post as this was a BIG EFFING DEAL. It started around the first of the year and was just completed when we arrived on April 9th. Have I mentioned that the Coach doesn’t know how to do anything on a small scale? The previous owners didn’t use their backyard. We, on the other hand, will have to live in the backyard now.

On the upside, we are keeping a lot of trades in business.

I’ll share more pics when all the furniture has arrived. But here are Lillie and Callie lounging in the Pizza Oven Area; don’t you love how critters can find a slice of sunshine? Of course, they’re also happy that they sampled some pizza crust; I’m not an animal.

They did the same thing on the upstairs screened-in porch. (this was already here, not new to us)

Oh wait. I forgot I did a little video from the new upper deck area to send to the girls showing some of the new upper areas and the new stone lower patio. Patio? Porch? Deck? Whatever…it’s a lot.

He’s a proud peach.

Coach’s Dad and Step-Mom joined us for a few days and we celebrated my FIL’s 77th birthday.

We christened the fire pit on this visit; my FIL, MIL and friend Tito.

It was all fun and games until a giant moth flew into the flames and I threw a hissy fit until someone turned off the gas. Spoiler alert: It was too late for the moth, but now everyone in the vicinity knows how serious I am when I’m trying to save nature.

You can see in the little video the stone fireplace and the firepit. Plus we now have the old-school wood fired pizza oven; I’m starting to think I’m living with a Pyromaniac. Of course, he’s a sweet Pyro, but a pyro just the same.

Anyone else find out later in life your partner is obsessed with something like fire. Or huge decks. Or Fire AND huge decks?


Waiting by the phone for HGTV to call and being the victim of a hate crime.

So, for years and years the Coach and I’ve talked about flipping properties. Houses, condos, whathaveyou.
We did such a beautiful renovation on our house and I figured HGTV would be at our door in a minute to feature us on their new spin-off channel: Everything Suz Does Is Fabulous.
I haven’t’ come up with the entire show line up yet, but some ideas for them would be:
Bee like Suz and keep your sh*t tidy
Let Suz teach you how to organize your closet by season and color so you don’t appear to be clinically insane.

While I’m waiting for them to come knocking on our door, we completely renovated a small condo on the bay across the street from the Gulf of Mexico.
We plan on using it for seasonal rental and when not renting, we’ll visit and keep our boat there.

Ya’ll, it’s SO stinking cute.

Cocoa and Callie wondering when they can go back to their ‘real’ home. 

I will eventually show real photos.

But, this post isn’t really about that adorable condo that we renovated.

This post is about being hated and targeted with violence.

At this condo, there is a Mockingbird with a vendetta against ME.
Me, of all people. 
Me, the nature lover.
Me, the one who feeds the d*amn birds, squirrels, bees & butterflies.

I can’t go to the garbage or recycling area without being squawked at.
I can’t go to my car without being assaulted by its ravenous beak and talons.
I can’t take the dogs for a casual walk without being hunted down and dive-bombed.

Y’all. I hate this bird because this bird hates me.
And this bird is making my life very uncomfortable and I’m almost as traumatized as that time I saw a photo of my 80’s self, wearing ALL that blue eyeshadow and NO mascara.

I googled some information because I assumed it had a nest nearby and perhaps wanted to add some of my blonde straw hair to it.
OR it was worried that I wanted its babies. (Lord knows, I don’t want to feed anything more than I already do)
Come to find out, it’s probably worried about its babies and guess what else.
Mockingbirds don’t attack everyone. They generally will attack the same people over and over and not necessarily everyone that comes near it.
I’ve asked around.
I’m the ONLY target for this damn bird.

I guess I’ll hit up my realtor and see if we can move this property and start renovating another one because I think the neigbhors are tired of hearing me scream my head off 4-6 times a day.

Life with the big dog and our birds view

In the planning stages of the remodel, we had an ‘extra’ area that needed to be used. My very first instinct was: Sitting area. 
It was open, smallish and to the side of the front doors and the side of the kitchen. 
And hey, one of my favorite hobbies is sitting.
Not really, but it sounds good.
I knew I wanted swivel chairs. Because I’m 5 going on 11. And it afforded the sitting area to fully take in the kitchen and family room via the swivel.
Plus, I’m 5 going on 11. 
This lovely little sitting area was just right, but it had a LARGE blank wall.
And we can’t have that. 
It needed something big. 
Something colorful.
Something with a wet nose. 
It needed Cocoa  X 250%.
While perusing pinterest months ago I spotted a tutorial on making a piece of art with a shower curtain; I was intrigued.
And the Coach was on board…that’s most of the battle.
While I loved the Octopus art work, our good friends Don and Kelly who’d just remodeled their home had a lovely Octopus paining in their family room and I couldn’t do the same thing. Or near the same thing.
So, I searched for a boxer shower curtain and BAM. I found one. 
We’re thrilled with our ‘expensive’ art piece.
(it’s simply a plywood frame that you staple the curtain onto)
The best part is, if we grow tired of seeing this colorful Cocoa in a few years, it’s easy to change it up. 
But really, who would get tired of looking at THAT FACE? 
I added a new feeder to this front window and it’s busy with cardinals, blue jays and wood peckers. All.day.long. 
We couldn’t be happier with how it came together.