Monday, August 4, 2014

Float With Me?

Saturday afternoon, I receive a text….Wanna float tomorrow? Ahhh, these boys. I do love our neighbor gay boys. I left a bag of goodies on the porch after he moved in five years ago and we were fast friends. Of course, I was his only neighbor at the time, since the neighborhood was just starting…so maybe his options were limited. After he opened my goodie bag, he promptly made a casserole and brought it over. God, bless the casserole makers.

These boys are my brothers. Honestly, I'm not sure what I'd do without them in my world. I hear lots of people say that they have friends that are like family, but I wonder….really, would you do anything for them. Anything? What if they're ax murders and you suddenly find out. Will you visit them in prison? Because, I would visit these guys in prison if they turned out to be psychopaths. Mainly because I'd never believe it.

And so…yesterday, we floated. And played with a .99 cent beach ball. And had more fun than anybody has a right to. Just three 50-somethings and one 40-something (me) playing in a pool volleying a ball to each other. When you have love, you don't need much more.

I think I already know what my favorite activity will be at the nursing home!

P.S. I am not yet 50 and I didn't want you to be thinking that I was!

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Glad I Didn't Get an Elephant!

Some people create fancy works of art in their cappuccinos, like this one from art in my coffee:

Me? I wait for my coffee to speak to me. Looks like I need a new pair of pumps. Thanks coffee for communicating something that I can actually afford! Although, a pet elephant would be the talk of the Gayborhood!

Monday, July 14, 2014

Summer Lovin'

I have always been one of those people that looked forward to the Fall. Warm cozy sweaters, cool days and turning leaves. A really sharp pair of boots and thank you, God…. summer was over. Well now, I've lost a few pounds and frankly I'm loving SUMMER! 

We're having pool parties and going for rides in the convertible! I may end up the most wrinkled, freckled redhead on the planet, but I just don't care. Well, I care enough to wear sunscreen and avoid skin cancer, but as you can tell from my new pic up there…I'm freckled. So be it. 

A couple of years ago, we had to let go of Trace Jeanell after she developed a pancreatic tumor. Tough time. We went the very next day to pick up Taylor, at the Nashville Humane society, who was supposed to be my new dog. A year later to the DAY, Isaac passed from cancer and we went back to Nashville Humane and brought home Caasi. 

Despite the best laid plans and names on vet records, we had to switch dogs. That black and brown lunk of a dog with a stick is my girl. Not that anything will every come between me and My Love, so that we have to take our dogs and move on…. but still…she's mine. 

That's her playing for the first time in the West Bay of Lake Michigan in Traverse City. I've been too protective of her after losing Trace. It's time for her to run free and experience some of the big fun that life has to offer. She was running off leash in the bay, freezing her paws off and loving every minute of it! Life is good.