Wednesday, January 24, 2018

Tweet Others As You Would Like to Be Tweeted

This weekend was filled to the brim, but not with coffee. I'm on another "dial down the caffeine" (like, a million notches) kick. I love coffee. I can hear you and yes, I love it so much I would marry it. However, I know that consuming copious amounts of caffeine on the daily, has many negative benefits. One that my stubborn nature gets tired of tolerating is, addiction. Yep, that's right, I get a killer migraine and am achy all over if I don't have my morning fix. After a day or two of suffering, I'm right as rain, again...and shockingly, I have plenty of energy. What's that all about?


Anyway, back to the weekend. It started off with some much needed exercise. Hooray for warmer Flo-rida weather! Then, I was off to volunteer orientation at one of my favorite nature preserves. I'm one step closer to checking off the "volunteer my time" goal, listed in my last post.


Sunday, I stumbled upon a huge group of people. All of the vibrant colors, especially hot pink, that they were wearing caught my eye, so I decided to investigate further. They were all walking with such purpose & I needed some exercise, so I thought, what the heck? I'm kidding of course. I was meeting people downtown to check out the anniversary of the women's march festivities. In the online information, there was nothing about an actual march, so I sorta did stumble upon it and...oh my gosh, some of the chants were hysterical. "We want a leader, not a creepy tweeter" was one of my favorites. While, it's not my nature to talk politics with strangers and I'm more adamant about not talking politics with friends (because...story about my dad #33 - if you're curious, I'll tell it to you), I will admit...reading Trump's tweets or listening to him speak is the equivalent of hearing G Dub say, "nuc-u-lar" or talking about how gynecologists need to be "allowed to practice their love of women." Do you remember that? So many "face-palm" moments. I mean, I see Trump's face and his mouth is moving, but all I hear is "nuc-u-lar."

The march and gathering afterward was all very positive. There weren't any people protesting the march, either. While I do get the gravitas of the situation (but I wanna keep things light-hearted, here), there were so many funny signs. Every two seconds someone was laughing and pointing, "look at that one!" From, "there will be hell toupee" (I just giggled typing that) to this:


I'd vote for her...

Friday, January 12, 2018

Looking Back on 2017

Wow, what a year 2017 was. I've been known to say that odd numbered years are better for me. This odd numbered year was different. It was wonderful and not so great at the same time. I've named it the bipolar year. The bad: Family drama, family members passing away, late night trip to the ER (my leg swelled so much that I thought I had a blood clot...turned out to be a bug bite. Whew!) and hurricane Irma to name a few. Many people experienced much worse than I, so I really can't complain. It was quite a roller coaster ride, nonetheless.

Now, on to the good:

I went sailing & snorkeling in the Bahamas (and put a check mark beside my, "let's get out of this country once a year, goal.") I had never seen such beautiful water. It changed from deep sapphire to crystal blue:





Celebrated warmer weather with my closest friends:















Watched many beautiful sunrises:










Even caught the occasional, gorgeous sunset:


Went hiking with friends...a lot:












Played, "where's Martie?




I even found the end of the trail, along the way.


Kayaked some:




Made sure to obey street signs. It's the law, after all:


Didn't walk, but went running in Memphis:


Had a business trip to NYC and spent the weekend to play:




Out of respect, I "Andy Warhol'ed" myself.





And became a Skimm'bassador!


At the beginning of the year, I set a goal to travel more. By November, I thought, "I'm good, I want to stay home for a bit." I've been at home for almost 3 months now, and am itching for a trip. Oy vey! Who wants to meet me in Savannah or Peru to hike the Inca Trail??

All in all, it was a good year and I'm excited to see what 2018 has in store. I've set some goals for myself in 2018:

Give back to my community by volunteering my time
Travel!
Go snorkeling at Egmont Key
Read one book per month
Hike a 14er with friends
Gratitude Jar!
Kayak more
Always find time to play!

What are your goals or resolutions for the year?

Friday, May 19, 2017

Month In Review

Ever since moving, I feel like I've been in a whirlwind. Life has been so busy, but in a good way...pool parties and cookouts, beach time, beach 5k's, hikes...so much to do, so little time. The result is that I still have boxes in my guest room to unpack, but I'm not in a hurry. I'm having too much fun!


I hosted a pool, paint and pizza party at my new place. Painting and hiding rocks is so much more fun than I thought. There's something about getting the creative juices flowing that is really fulfilling and relaxing at the same time. Couple that with potentially making a stranger's day and that's a lot of positivity, right? I realize that these aren't good, but who cares. :-) It was a great excuse to get together with friends, drink sangria and log some pool time.



Then, two of my besties made a visit. First we toasted our blueberry margaritas & prepared for a fun filled weekend!







We had plenty of time by the pool: 


 


Logged some substantial beach time:
 



Went to a brewery at the beach for the release of new margarita beer, Island Lime. I have a gluten allergy, so I had sangria, but encouraged my friends to try the special beer. It smelled like nair. I'm told that it tastes a lot like you would imagine nair to taste. No bueno.



 

And we made time for silliness on the way to dinner.

 
It was a great weekend and wonderful to spend time with such close friends who (sadly) I rarely get to see!

Monday, April 24, 2017

Daily Smiles

Several years ago, I started seeing "901 Rocks" all over social media. People colorfully & creatively painted rocks and hid them all over the City of Memphis (901 area code) and I loved the concept. Recently, the trend has made it to St. Petersburg. I've been seeing "St. Pete Rocks" popping up more frequently. There was even a rock painting party at a local art studio. I couldn't make it but a friend of mine and I made plans to make our own...which we did, yesterday afternoon.


In the morning, while jogging, I found this little nugget:






How can you look at that little face and not smile?!


Painting the rocks was much more fun and relaxing than I thought it would be. Here are some of our masterpieces. Ok, so it might look like a child painted these. It can be our secret that they weren't painted by 10 year olds, ok? Cool!





After we painted our rocks we hid them...mostly in a nearby park. What a great time! I think there will be some painting parties in my future. :-)




Here's another smile from this weekend. Fresh flowers..my favorite, gerbera daisies scattered all over instantly raise my mood!


Monday, April 3, 2017

The New Pad

Today, I returned the keys to my old place. It was really sad, I loved the location and the eclectic nature of the building as a whole, but it was time to move on. I wouldn't say that I LOVE my new place, but it definitely has it's perks. Driving time out of my neighborhood, especially if I find myself stuck behind a garbage truck or "grandpa", isn't one of them. One perk is that it's so very quiet. When I'm inside, I can't hear my neighbors at all...something that is very different for me. At the old place, I could practically hear my neighbors breathe. The grounds...that's undeniably the best part of my new place.


The complex backs up to the water and there's a wide walkway around the perimeter with benches, cooking grills, hammocks and docks. If you follow me on social media, you've likely seen most of these gems, but here they are again!



The Brady Brat loves her view...so many birds, so little time.


 Dolphins!! Ok, that picture only shows one, but I promise, there were more.



My new morning ritual involves drinking my morning coffee on the dock. Sometimes, I see fish...wonder if these are delicious. If I fished, I'd have it made!


Lately, I've been seeing sting rays. It must be the start of "sting ray season."

 


 


Not too shabby, eh? I certainly can't complain. Even if my closets are minuscule, look at this view! It's totally worth it!

Thursday, March 30, 2017

Weekend Fun: Seafood, Music and Soccer, Oh My!

Now is the time I feel lucky to live in Florida (although, not when I turn on the news...people in FL are cuckoo). The weather is amazing...beautiful, sunny days that aren't too hot but not too chilly, either.


This past weekend some of my friends and I went to the Seafood and Music Festival that was practically in my backyard. It was such a great time!







A little kid, maybe 5yrs old, started the Bob Marley song, "One Love," acapella and it was so cute, I thought my head was going to spin right off and explode. Then, he proceeded to sit at the front of the stage and play a bongo drum, LIKE A FREAKIN' BOSS! The picture doesn't show him, but just trust me...the cuteness was completely overwhelming.

Then, as if I didn't already have enough fun for one human in a day, I went to the season opening game for the Tampa Bay Rowdies. Not only was it the season opening game, but it was the first game in their new conference. The stadium was as packed as I've ever seen it and just as fun as every other game I've attended. It helped that the Rowdies won, too!!


I'm a lucky chic...I realize...