Happy Easter . . .

Well, I've been driving in the crazy lane for the last few days. My big news was going to be that I am in the process of buying a house but let's put that on hold for one minute. So, my plan was to have the home inspection Monday, move out of my rental Tuesday (time was up), move into another rental for a week, close on the house and move in there for a week, drive to Maine for a week, stay in Maine for a week and fly to Michigan for two weeks to be with my Dad. Talk about crazy. Then everything went to hell in a handbasket (great saying, that).

The inspection went great so it does look like a go on the house so far. Tuesday, I email the guy to see when to meet up at the next rental so he can hand over the keys. He writes me back and says SCAM. I stole your deposit ($750) and I don't own that house. I was in shock. Seriously freaked me out. I mean, who does something like that? Well, yeah a criminal but still . . .

So now I've got to find a rental quick and it's Easter week in the Keys. There is NOTHING. I quite literally spent the entire day, ten hours, on the phone and online looking. It was between a guy's upstairs for a thousand dollars or two nights only in a hotel and then who knows, when I stumbled on the place I'm in now. And I would happily show you a picture of it but I still don't have a FREAKING camera. (Can you tell?) Anyway, I came over and met the guy and wrote a check on the spot - way too much money - for a house with a fenced yard and an above ground pool. He had just had a cancellation for this week and the girls and I moved in yesterday. They are confused and I am oh so tired.

Here's the weird thing and it really took me back when I walked through the door. The living room furniture is identical to my old house, two pictures on the wall and a wrought iron fish rack are the same. The quilts in the guest room are the same. Isn't that weird? Gloria stopped by and said, this looks like your house. So, of course I had all kinds of horrid dreams last night about my husband and my old life and on and on blah blah blah. I will be having a nap later.

I'll tell you about the new house when it's for sure.

There is nothing like having a dog heaving her guts out mere inches from your sleeping head. Really, talk about poetry in motion. One can only thank the powers that be for the awakening rather than the getting up and stepping in it . . .

Big day for me today - I'll fill you in later. Too bad I'm exhausted, thank you very much, Sophie.

Well, the good news is that I finally ordered a new camera today. So, naturally my old camera should show itself momentarily. It is a beautiful warm and sunny day here in the Fabulous Florida Keys and I will leave shortly for Our Lady of Perpetual Mimosas.

My affirmation today?  I expect good experiences to come to me. All is truly well in my world!  So there you have it. What's going on in your world?

Carol Ann

My friend, Carol Ann, died yesterday. So many of us are heartbroken. To me, she was a shining example of an independent, self aware, adventurous woman. She was not afraid of anything or anyone and said exactly what she thought, You always knew where you were with her. No bullshit. She loved to travel and was just back from a cruise around South America and a trip to China. She was funny and smart and our little community here will be depleted without Carol Ann around.

Today I went to my monthly guild meeting with the fabulous Florida Keys Quilters and we had a little class on making beads . . . out of fabric! So cool. Then we fashioned them into bracelets and necklaces. I would love to show you what mine looks like but . . . still no freaking camera. Time to face facts and admit it's gone gone gone. Anyhoo, it was a lovely time with my peeps, chattering away about things near and dear and learning something new from one of our own.


My affirmation this morning, April 5, said I remember that life is meant to be simple and easy. I just came in from walking the dogs and looking at the night sky in the warm and sultry (great word that). I can see the big dipper and the little dipper now, a new moon on a starry starry night with the funereal scent of the something plum tree - can't remember the name. This has been a sweet place for me and the girls. nighty night.

Gotta do something about replacing my camera this week. I love google images and all but seriously . . . 

Ladies who lunch

I met up with my girlfriends in Coral Gables yesterday for lunch at The Biltmore - that's us sitting in the garden - and a trip to the Venetian Pool, where I've always wanted to go and which was utterly fabulous.

I am humbly grateful to have these ladies in my life, every one of them is special to me and a nicer bunch of sweet, supportive, positive and let's face it, FABULOUS women you will never meet.
The Venetian Pool was created in 1925 and is a beautiful grotto of a place with caves you can swim through. The water comes from an artesian well and is flushed out every other day and refilled. (Seems like kind of a waste in thirsty Florida though.) It feels so clean, no chemicals and was about 76 degrees. We had SUCH a fun day!