I have been against wearing glasses for some time. Not because I don’t like the way they look, but I am so used to my contact lenses that I feel like I can’t see well out of them. Alas, the time has come. It has been a solid ten years since I have purchased a pair of glasses and it was time to get a new one. There are just some things you should not do alone. Continue reading Things You Should Not Do Alone
I play tennis frequently at Bayview Park, and have done so for the past five years. It is a fabulous set up where you show up and play doubles with whoever else is there. In the winter, there is generally a sign up list, and sometimes a wait for a court. Recently, a small (in my mind) issue seems to have taken on a life of its own and been blown entirely out of proportion. Only in Key West… Continue reading Only In Key West
I really should have gotten the camera out sooner.
In the spirit of “anything that can go wrong, will…” I began my visit to my friend’s mom in the hospital with a trip to a local florist. They had a total of 4 arrangements pre-made, two of them heavy with carnations. The third one had begun wilting. None was particularly interesting. “OK, I’ll take that one.” “Are you sure?” “Well, it is the only choice, right? Aside from the carnations and the wilted one.” The good news, it is was a lovely arrangement, and it smelled good, too. Continue reading Keep Laughing… No Matter What
Have you ever had a time where you have made so many decisions, it seems that one more will make your head explode? I feel like I am in that position now (and it will probably get worse in the short term, before it gets better). I am on decision overload. You see, I have spent hours on end over the past several days on the phone with various retailers buying fixtures: shower fixtures, toilet paper holders, lights, etc. Continue reading Decision Overload
To return… or not?
We don’t really live in an era of bringing casseroles to potlucks anymore (at least not in my world). Even if we did, I am a bit militant about quality control (that, and I keep kosher), so I usually decline guests offers of bringing food to a party. So I tend to cook. A lot. Continue reading The Case of the Plastic Container
There is currently a thread over on the Wine Spectator Forums about why there are fewer women that post than men, by a lot. To be honest, before reading this, I hadn’t spent too much time thinking about it. I have been posting on the bulletin boards over at Wine Spectator for over 10 years, and have both learned a lot and made many new friends. Continue reading A Man’s World? Nah.
This is what everyone thinks of when they think of visiting us.
When FKGuy and I left the cold northeast of Manhattan to head south for Florida, the influx of visitors was amazing. We had the guest room booked months out, especially in the wintertime. At first it was a novelty, and they came in droves (“Let’s go to the beach!” or “Let’s go to South Beach!“) Eventually, our regulars got used to just visiting us, with the occasional jaunt to the beach. Continue reading Escaping the Winter
O.P.P. Other people’s pasta.
Throughout my college years, it was difficult to go to a party and not hear Naught by Nature’s O.P.P. Now, it is the sort of thing that is heard on occasion in a movie when referencing the ’90s, or, for instance, when discussing my diet with a friend. They were in from Utah, and we were talking a leisurely stroll to grab some dinner and avoid all real life drama for an hour. The conversation went like this: Continue reading O P P (Yeah, you know me)
Yes! Motivational email incoming!
I have a love-hate relationship with my scale. Well, it is more like an ongoing disagreement. I think the number displayed should be vastly different than the number actually being displayed, causing a lot of name calling. Yes, I yell at my scale. I know I am not alone. Continue reading Validation (Why I ♥ My Fitbit)
The day started with an afternoon of pinot noir.
Saturday afternoon of Key West Food and Wine Festival always brings a lot of fun, usually in the form of Duval Uncorked. This year, we started our afternoon at the Santa Barbara Pinot Noir seminar, put on by the folks at Flying Goat Cellars and Riverbench. We smelled dirt. (Yes, actual dirt from the vineyard schlepped here in little tiny jars from California.) We tasted barrel samples and wines from 2010 – 2012. It was perfect for my (not-so) inner wine geek. Continue reading Key West Food and Wine Festival, Part II: The Pied Piper