Paisley Meets Paisley

(Well, almost...)

We are in Florida enjoying the sunshine and took advantage of the opportunity to see Brad Paisley in concert last night. I hadn't been to a country music concert since the early 80s when I saw Ronnie Milsap perform at Texas A&M. (I should probably get out more!)

Anyhoosie, Mr. Paisley passed within inches of this particular Paisley so we took advantage of a once in a lifetime photo op...

That's a blurry Brad in the white hat. Surrounded by several blurry burly security guards. One of the other blurs could be me. It all happened so fast.

So yeah. We made it safely to Florida. It's been a little on the chilly side here but nothing like up north where I don't think they've been above freezing in over a week. (And I know, I should be smacked on the head with a rolled up newspaper for calling the 60s chilly.) Luckily I brought some stitching with me so the time I can't spend laying out soaking up the sun I've been spending with my Village of Hawk Run Hollow. I am still determined to finish that project before I draw my last breath!

Here's hoping you all are staying warm wherever you are spending the winter!

Baby It's Frigid Outside!

  

I can't give you the exact statistics... how cold it got (-9? -10?), how much snow fell (18 inches? 24 inches?), or what the wind chill may have been (-45?). I can tell you, however, that it was as cold as I've ever experienced and the snow was blowing every which way. Our Christmas wreath was plastered with snow even though it hangs on our front door under a good six feet of porch.

It is still crazy cold outside but it's back to business as usual around here. We leave for Florida in three days and there is much to be done before we hit the road. Hopefully we won't be bringing the snow with us!

Of Cabbages and Kale

Has anyone else ever gone on a diet and ended up gaining weight?

Phil and I are heading down to Florida for a month or so because, well, Michigan in the winter sucks. When the morning radio hosts are laughing about the fact that it's not supposed to get above 18 degrees for the next 96 hours it's time to fly south.

We've been planning this trip since, like, forever, so I've had plenty of time to shed a few pounds before being fast forwarded into swimsuit season. Even with all the usual holiday gluttony I thought I'd be fine. What's a couple of pounds when I've already lost ten! Right?

Wrong! I never really lost more than a pound and apparently enjoyed a few too many sugar cookies with my coffee. With a week to go I'm hoping to at least get back to where I started.

Of course we're also trying to clean out the fridge and freezer before we leave.

At this rate I'll be wearing sweat pants to the beach!

Happy New Year