In 2002 we ran away from Illinois where we were born and raised, and started a new life in SW Florida. This blog is about me (an eccentric old artist), ROM (my Real Old Man), Isabella (our neurotic Standard Poodle) and Emmy (our crazy snake killing Jack Russell Terrier). Oh- and the neighborhood old people. Life is good in Florida!

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Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Shopping, Dinner and a Sunset...

Since spring break was over for most people and Easter had come and gone, we headed out Saturday in hopes that many of the tourists and snowbirds had returned home. No such luck...

We had to park many blocks away from St. Armands Circle because of the hordes of people. We spent the afternoon browsing through the shops and I spent way too much money at the Cotton Club. Love, love, love their clothes- such vivid colors and perfect clothes for our hot humid summers. I have one complaint about the shops on the Circle... they keep their doors wide open and don't run their air conditioning- even in the dead of summer. It was uncomfortably warm and humid last Saturday- close to 90 and muggy. When out on the street at least there was a breeze, but in the shops it was just dead warm air. I would have bought more if I wasn't in a hurry to get out of each shop because it was so freaking hot. 

There was an art festival going on but by the time we were done shopping many of the booths were starting to close up for the evening.





I love this statue of Neptune in the Circle. I was going to take photos of all the statues but carrying Bertha around all day as I shopped wore me out. I snapped this photo as we waddled to the Columbia Restaurant for dinner before we drove to Anna Maria Island for the sunset. Bertha pouted when we ordered only a salad. I tried explaining to the chubby bitch that we had to get in shape to wear all those pretty summer clothes we had just bought, but she still felt sorry for herself and sulked. 


I love the ride from St. Armands Circle to Anna Maria Island along the Gulf of Mexico Drive. Beautiful views of the Gulf, gorgeous homes of the rich folks partially hidden behind landscaping so lush it takes your breath away- truly paradise.  And then we crossed the bridge from Long Boat Key to Anna Maria Island and suddenly we were in bumper to bumper traffic inching along at barely 5 mph. Locals on the Island have been bitching for several years that they are over saturated with tourists and visitors... and they're right. The laid back atmosphere that has drawn people to it for so many years is rapidly disappearing. Anna Maria Island is no longer Florida's best kept secret. I feel bad for the locals who have called the Island home for generations- it must be heartbreaking to watch their way of life disappear.

The sunset was kind of blah compared to the masterpieces we usually see. No clouds to intensify the colors and give it contrast, but still a thing of beauty to watch at the end of the day.  It was hard to get any photos without the crowds of people on the beach in the frame but I caught a few...






Thursday, April 24, 2014

I'll Just Say I'm Pregnant-

Bertha was given her eviction papers Monday morning. The kitchen was purged of all fattening goodies and the fridge was stocked with veggies. Don't they make a pretty and colorful picture? Pity they don't taste nearly as good as mashed potatoes smothered in homemade beef and noodles. 


I so miss the days when I could eat anything I wanted and never gain a pound. Sadly my days of being a skinny bitch are over.  Hopefully a diet of salads and lean meats will get me back into somewhat of a swim suit shape. I'm a realist- I accept I'll never be bikini worthy again. And I'm really fine with that, I had my days of turning heads on a beach but now that time is over. ( A word to young women- spend as much time naked as you can now while you're in your prime. I wish I had, damn my inhibitions)


In case I can't rid of Bertha, I've been looking at some fetching "swim dresses"- I kid, I kid! And no ruffles around my ass either. I've never understood how draping ruffles over your ass was supposed to make you look smaller. I know I'd still look like a fat ass, a big ol' ruffley fat ass, but still a fat ass. If I can't lose it, I'll wear my voluptuous belly and ass with dignity- sans the ruffles. Or I could wear a maternity swim suit and tell people I'm pregnant... with twins. When I mentioned that idea to ROM he said people would know I was too old to be pregnant. I haven't spoken to him since. He's just jealous he can't pretend to be pregnant. 

Friday, April 18, 2014

Bertha Is Back, Bloody Moons and Sea Turtles...

I seem to be having a helluva time getting back into blogging. I actually had plans to be more disciplined with my blogging in 2014. I had every intention of blogging three times a week every week. But then 2013 ended badly and 2014 didn't start off the way I had planned... 

I've been spending a lot of time alone at home so I really haven't had anything funny or entertaining to share. I've been watching way too much TV and indulging way too often in comfort food and snacks. After getting through the holidays for the first time ever not only not gaining weight but actually losing, my appetite returned in January- with a freaking vengeance! Of course ROM is always my partner in crime. Before we knew it Walter and Bertha were back- with luggage. We're giving Walter and Bertha eviction notices Monday, time to get back on our diet of lean grilled meats and veggies. The snowbirds and tourists will soon start clearing out and we can reclaim the island and our beach, so it's time to get back down to swimsuit weight. 

I did pull myself away from TV long enough the other night to go outside and watch the lunar eclipse. The blood moon was beautiful in an eerie way. I got a couple of decent photos of it. 



If I'm not watching TV, I'm in my studio listening to music and doodling. Remember the photos I took at the Anna Maria Chalk Art Festival?  I loved this sea turtle art!

It inspired me to a work on a sea turtle using TomBow markers and pens. He still needs his back legs and some detail work. I think I might even do a sculpture based on my doodle. 

I must close now- I promised Bertha a snack before I take her to bed...