A year in the life

And in no particular order...my favorite photos of 2010!!!!

(Disclaimer - these are my faves, to date. Christmas is still 12 days away!!)

The two loves of my life...hanging out, going to see if the lake has alligators. What happens if it does have alligators? I don't know, maybe they'll catch one. We can keep it in the back yard.

So says the little one.

I think this was Easter Sunday - THIS is MY BOY!!

Again, who else could have such a goofy youngin??

Just a bunch of circus clowns! A couple of them even get paid for the gig!!


Mother's Day at the Tallahassee Museum. One of our favorite places!!

Mother's Day Tea at Preschool. Don't you just love my TEXAS-SIZED coffee filter bonnet?

I do.

Possibly my single-most favorite photo from the year. I just love the way his little boy-ness is captured, riding on dad's shoulders, headed to a baseball game. Love.

I think that I would consider this my crowning achievement for 2010.

Real-life, grown-up achievements of maintaining steady employment, a mostly-steady marriage, and raising a precocious 4 year-old notwithstanding.

Just look at him!!! Ain't he a cutie??

So big! When they say time flies, they are grossly underestimating the actual speed at which time passes. It's more like so-fast-that-the-next-time-you-blink-your-eyes-you'll-be-holding-a-grandbaby fast.

This is my vision collage for my weight loss/healthy living/get in those damn size 10 jeans already efforts. I love it, and it's very motivating to look at. As soon as I have it tatooed to my forehead in an effort to not forget to look at it, I'll be smokin hot!!

I just have to find the support group for quitting butter.

THE Girls. Amen. (missing one important member!)


Brothers from different mothers.

Chase and his bestie, Caden, from one of my besties, Cindy.

Yes, we share a name, an anniversary year and 6 months overlap in gestation.
We lurves each other.
And they lurves Krispy Kremes.
Who doesn't?

The Fab 4!!! My weight loss/healthy living/step-away-from-the-butter gurus! I would have given up on the 10's a LONG time ago if not for these beauties! (See the Cindy puppet in the background? They found a way to include me on their D.C. adventures :)

The sad part about the Fab 4 is that I am FABULOUSLY far away from all of them!!
No matter - we have a bond.

Seminoles Spring Game 2010

And so begins the love affair with the Florida State Seminoles.
We bleed the Garnet and the Gold!

See? I told you.

This is me and the Mr., celebrating the occasion of our 6th year of marriage. At a tailgate. We went to the game too. And out afterwards for fried food and beer.

Life is good my friends, life is very, very good.

Yes. That's yours truly on the Slip N' Slide.
Yes. Yours truly was harmed during the making of this film.

Okay, maybe THIS is my crowning (cake-related, not life-wise) of 2010. I honestly had never even SEEN a redfish before I agreed to make a redfish groom's cake! Awesomesauce.

I can honestly say, this is one of the most fun years I have ever had. I hope it's not the best one, cause it was good and all, but as my high school teachers always loved to write in my report cards; there's always room for improvement!!

Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Festivus and any other reason you have for being with friends and loved ones and celebrating your life - this time of the year or any!

I hope that your 2011 brings bigger, brighter more fantastic things!

Love, Cindy

My poor, little neglected blog

I started this blog on a whim, a frenzied whim, that was preceded by many days and weeks of thought, and reading of others' blogs and lots of thinking "that looks fun" and "what a nice creative outlet" and "maybe one day I'll be like Pioneer Woman". And then, like with many things in life, I lost focus, lost track and lost interest.

Unfortunately, despite my many good qualities, one of the bad qualities that really sticks out to me is the fact that I don't really invest myself in many things. My family? YES. My friends? Totally. My job? Eh. I like it and it's a good place to be and I'm beyond thankful for it, but it's not my life's work or anything. Hobbies? Projects? New ideas??? I'm all full-steam ahead and then poof! What blog? I started a blog? Oh, yeah. I did. Oops.

My husband says that I have ADD, and while I've never been diagnosed, I can see where he gets the impression. I'm a master at multi-tasking, but only for a minute, and then there's something else shinier and prettier that catches my attention and I'm off to the races again.

Sigh.

I want to be focused and successful. I want to have this blog read by lots of people and entertain the masses and all that jazz. I want to do a million fabulous things, all before I'm 40. Cause when you're 40, you're too old to start anything new.

Haha. Just kidding! It doesn't happen until you're 50 :)

Now that I've alienated every woman over the age of 40 (not that any of them are reading my blog), let's continue, shall we?

I guess I wanted to get this off my chest and down in black and white, because I haven't been feeling that I had anything "important" to write about. What's wrong with that statement is that my life, the tiny details, the funny thing that monkey says on the way home, is blog-worthy. It's MY blog. No one is critiquing (at least not yet - Thanks, Anne!) what I'm writing, or the "importance" of it all, and it's likely that no one ever will - blogs are tiny glimpses into people, their thoughts, recipes, disasters, triumphs and heartbreaks.

If it was meaningful or funny or poignant or just plain goofy, it's worth writing about, and it's worth reading about. Some days I read blogs about cooking and get inspired. Not that Susie Q's macaroni and cheese is earth-shattering, but I saw it, read the recipe and wanted to get up off the couch and make it. Susie probably lives is Saskatchewan and will never have any idea who I am or that I made her mac and cheese, but hey, that's what comments are for!

Time next time, dear reader(s)!

Trying to keep the ADD under control,

Promise to blog again before 2011,

C

It's been awhile...

I can't believe I haven't posted since September! What have I been up to? Not much of note, save 3 batches of cupcakes for Cupcake Camp Tallahassee, 150 miniature pies for a wedding reception AND the groom's cake topped with a 3-D redfish!??!??!

Yes, ladies and gentleman (for someday when a man actually does read my blog) I have been baking!!

So, little bitty Tallahassee had it's first Cupcake Camp to raise funds for the Jessica June Children's Cancer Fund and it was a smallish, albeit successful event, especially for yours truly!

I'm not bragging, I swear, but I WON! I entered 3 of the 4 contest categories and WON ALL 3!!! I was so excited and proud and validated and couldn't have been happier and more surprised. Yes, I have to admit that I did expect to win something, being that the contest didn't have a ton of entries, but to take the whole cake? SO awesome!!!

(p.s. yes, pun intended)

These are all the AWESOME prizes that I won, courtesy of the amazing cupcake community. Here are some links to the sponsors:

Cupcake Envy

Cupcake Provocateur

Bakerella

Silie Girl Bowtique

CountryKitchen SweetArt

Sweet Cuppin Cakes Bakery and Cupcakery Supplies

Cake & Cupboard

Bake It Pretty (where I bought my supplies prior to the event)

Reuseit.com

Cake Central

Bake & Destroy!

Karen Lucchini Photography

So, I suppose you're all dying to know what kind of cupcakes I made, aren't ya? Hold onto your knickers!!! I made:

Apple Pie Cupcakes for the Fall Flavors category

(found the recipe here :http://annies-eats.com/2008/09/26/apple-pie-cupcakes/)

Cherry Limeade Cupcakes for Favorite Drinks category

(http://annies-eats.com/2009/02/13/cherry-limeade-cupcakes/)

and

and my hubby's favorite vanilla cupcakes with strawberry filling and strawberry cream cheese frosting, which was entered in the Most Awesomest Cupcake category!

I did make some personal flavor/texture adjustments to the Annie's Eats recipes, but she is definitely the one to thank for the awesome ideas and base recipes. Everyone gushed over how yummy they were!!! Thanks Annie from Indiana!!!

I guess now you probably want some pictures, huh? Who am I to deny the public? Ha!

Cherry Limeade Cupcakes
I was going to skip the straws, but DH insisted that I add them.
They make them extra special, don't you think??

Apple Pie Cupcakes with Cinnamon Buttercream Frosting
I added chunky sprinkling sugar to the tops before baking, it added
some yummy crunch!

Here they are before frosting - yes, they were yummy!!!
My favorite part was the gingham cupcake liners - adorable!

It was a fun but exhausting experience to bake, decorate and transport 72 cupcakes, in a 24-hour period, but I did it and I was super proud of myself. For a girl who dreams of cupcakes/cakes/baked goods as a way to earn a living someday, this little adventure was a tiny peek into the life of a baker. It's a good life!

Thanks to all my friends who showed up to support me: Kate, Jaime, Dona, Della, Sangeetha, Fred and Dylan - big hugs!!!

Adventures in redfish cake (looks like, not tastes like...eeessh!!) coming soon !!!

Bread and cheese and pasta with vitamins thrown in to avoid scurvy. Amen.

No, this is not the newest recipe in my repertoire! Although....No. No, I'm just kidding.

I stole this statement from a good friend, but it basically sums up my feelings on food these days. Whatever I can get my hands on would probably more accurately sum it up, but this sounds much better than that.

I know I'm not the only food-lover that struggles with their weight. I know that people on TV aren't always the healthiest or as skinny as they look (dubious belief...ahem GiadadeLaurentiis ahem). I know that my pants size or the number on the scale shouldn't dictate how I feel about myself, but some days, it does. Today, luckily has been a cute and sassy day. Did my hair, extra time on the makeup, good outfit on, etc.

Some days, though...

Well, those days are "wish-I-could-live-in-my-PJ's-and-not-leave-the-house-and-not-let-anyone-see-me" days. I feel huge and frumpy and dumpy and basically unattractive. But still I eat. And cook. And bake. And I dream up new cupcake combinations to try when I have the opportunity. I read cooking blogs and recipe websites and even when I'm feeling like I shouldn't ever have another bite of cake, EVER, my brain says "hmmm...I wonder if that Snickers filling would do okay in the middle of a cupcake...maybe I should try it on ice cream first..."
Really, C???

Sigh.

I love the food.

That is all - just putting it out there.

Pirate Ship Birthday Cake!!!

Weeks and weeks of planning and internet research finally got me up to speed on pirate ship birthday cakes! I looked at dozens of images from quite a few sites, some even with directions to get me started. This was a labor of love for my little man, and it was a challenge - a fun challenge - but it had me doubting myself right up to the very end! Here's the play-by-play:

Earlier in the week, I baked off four 9x13 marble layer cakes and froze them, but only ended up using 3. I used Duncan Hines Supreme mixes, and spiffied them up a bit with pudding mix, milk instead of water and an extra egg - moist and delicious! (Thanks for the tip, Anne!) Baking the cakes early and freezing them was a must - being partially frozen made them easier to stack and carve, and easier to frost. I didn't notice any difference in the taste or texture.


I started with 2 layers - leveled them off then began building up the ship. The bottom layer is one whole 9x13 and an additional 3 inches from the second layer cake. Before assembling, we whipped up a big old batch of chocolate buttercream and a smaller vanilla batch for piping work.


I used the remaining bits of the second and third layers to build up the bow and stern portions. I always stack cakes with the cut-side down to make frosting them a bit easier. Less crumbs that way.


An additional cut piece on the stern end to give some height and another layer of deck - more "pirate-ship-like" in my opinion. I'm sure there is a technical term for it, but my research only carried me so far.


Once the layers were stacked and fairly even, I used two dowels in the stern end to keep the ship from falling over. The front was fairly sturdy, so I skipped them. I carved the front end into the bow shape with a smaller serrated knife. Semi-frozen cake very helpful here.


This is the crumb-coat or, as my good friend* Buddy Valastro says, it's "dirty iced". I used a small offset spatula to make the grooves in what would be the decks - I wanted it to look different than the sides.
I used a basketweave tip to pipe on the ship's planking for a wood look, varying the length of the piping to mimic the wood. Covered the entire outside of the ship this way.

I used a larger round tip to pipe over the seams of the ship. It tidied it up and gave it a more finished look, in my opinion.

I used orange-tinted frosting to make windows (portholes?). The frosting was supposed to be golden colored, but copper and golden yellow tints apparently make orange when mixed together, so I went with it. Meh. I wasn't thrilled, but 2 1/2 hours into the project and something had to give. Turned out fine - I didn't hear anyone exclaiming about the scandalous orange windows/portholes I had made, so all is well in cake land.

I added Pocky and Twizzler constructed railing along the back of the ship, held together with buttercream. We attempted to do the same railing on the front, but the carved cake was threatening to give way around the edges, so we just skipped it. Slapped down some chocolate Twizzlers and declared it a masterpiece! By the way - chocolate Twizzlers? A new fave! Yummy! Who'd a thunk it?? And Pocky? Thank goodness for Pocky - I had NO idea what this stuff was, but apparently it's an Eastern (as in Asia--maybe Japanese?) treat. Little shortbread sticks dipped in chocolate. I went on a hunt for those candy reception sticks with which to build my railing, but couldn't find any in a store around here. World Market and Pocky to the rescue!

To dress up our ship a little, I added Rolo gunpowder barrels (just stick two of them together with a little frosting), pretzel M&M cannon balls, a Kit-Kat plank and some cannons made with rolled-up wafer cookies, also purchased at the World Market. That place has some neat stuff, and it saved me from having to sculpt gigantic Tootsie Rolls into cannons! Yippee!! Up on top of the very top deck, I made a little treasure box from some cake scraps and plain old frosting. Piped a little bit of detail on it and it was almost done.

This is the finished version at the party. I added sails made from plain old paper and chopsticks. The pirate flag was a serendipitous Joann's Fabrics clearance bin find for 10 whole cents the week before the party. If not for the little wooden flag, I would have just printed out a jolly roger from the good ol' internet. Add a few pirate figurines, a "4" candle and some icy blue buttercream waves and Voila! or Ahoy! or Whatever! = Pirate Ship Birthday Cake!!!

*I do not personally know Buddy Valastro. I do love his show, though. That makes us "friends" right?

**The pink shirt in some of the pictures belongs to my good friend, also named Cindy, who helped me with the cake and with keeping my sanity whilst building said cake, and who also saved my life by loaning me her KitchenAid for a whole week. Dramatic much, nah, not me! :)MUAH Cin!!

For my baby

Four years ago today, at 1:20 a.m., my little man arrived in this world. I've spent the time since his birth staring in awe, wishing him happiness in life, worrying if he's gonna be alright, hugging him, kissing him, squeezing him, tucking him in and trying to get him to eat his vegetables. Everything has been magical, except the vegetables. This letter is for him, my baby, on the occasion of his 4th birthday. I've tried to remember every year to write him a letter for him to have to read when he's older, but as most mommies, some things have slipped through my fingers. I'd like to think I get the really important things right, though :)

Dear Chase -

Today is your fourth birthday and we've been talking about it for months and weeks. It also happens to be your first day of VPK, so we get the bargain of two milestones in one! Unfortunately for you, you will probably share a few more birthdays with the first day of school. Maybe it won't be so bad - first day of school isn't the most horrible thing ever, right? I can't believe that four years have flown by as quickly as they have. I can still remember holding you when you were born and I was just amazed at the happiness I felt looking at your little face. I still feel that happiness when I look at those gorgeous blue eyes of yours, and I'm thankful every day that you came into my and Daddy's life. I never thought I could love one person so much.

You are quite a character at the age of four. You are constantly running, jumping, climbing and making up adventures for yourself. Your legs are constantly covered in bruises and scrapes and my number one request to you is to "slow down". You hardly ever oblige me that one. You start ever day bright and early (you're just like your daddy in the morning). Almost daily, I am awakened by your very loud "Mommy!" When I enter your room you ask "is it time to get up now?" and I almost always answer "not yet", and we get to snuggle for a few minutes before you can't stand it anymore and have to get up.

My favorite time of day with you is in the car on the way to school and back in the afternoons. It's just mommy and Chase time, and we have some of the most interesting conversations. On the way to school we discuss the day ahead of us and you ask the best questions. In the afternoons (when you're in a good mood), I get to hear all about your day, who you played with, what you worked on in school and how much of your lunch you ate. You are almost always red-faced and sweaty from the playground, and always ready for some cold water and a snack. Some days, you don't feel like talking, so you pretend to go to sleep in your car seat and fake snore. “Honk-shoo, honk-shoo”, while trying not to smile. Even those grumpy days make me smile, because you have SO much personality.

At the glorious age of four, you have developed some distinct likes and dislikes:

You LOVE:
-Milk and cheese and yogurt.
-Superheroes.
-Your best friends, Caden and Dylan.
-Fire trucks, ambulances, police cars and taxis, and you want to be a firefighter when you grown up. (Hopefully the taxi fascination wears off.)
-Your dog, Rocco, proportionately with not loving him if he is taking up room on mom or dad's lap.
-Looking at your scrapbooks and commenting on how cute you were as a baby.
-Pizza.
-Baseball, namely the Rays. You love to say "Boo Yankees" and then "Go Yankees", just to tease your Daddy. You're a funny little guy.
-Sweets. Chocolate, candy, fruit snacks, cookies, etc. You are a sugar fiend.
-Thankfully, you love both Daddy and I and you tell us every day, with no prompting.

You DO NOT love:
-Vegetables. I can't get you to eat a single one. I'm pretty sure that the tomatoes in pizza sauce don't count.
-Trying any new food. It's like pulling teeth to get you to just taste it. You are stubborn.
-Bedtime.
-Bugs. You're still wary of bugs, which makes mommy very happy.
-Being told "no", but I don't think anyone really likes that one.

We are so lucky to have you, my little monkey man. You changed our lives, as everyone said you would, and undeniably, it was for the better. Even when we have our rough days, we somehow manage to end them on a happy note, with hugs and kisses and back scratches and a few rounds of telling us "just one more thing". You are the center of our universe and not a moment has gone by that I would change. Every day you grow stronger and bigger and you get smarter and more joyful. My heart practically bursts every time you holler "Mama!" and when I ask you "what?", your answer is "I Love You".

I wish nothing more for you in life than the love and happiness that I have experienced in being your mother.

All of my love, always -
Mommy

Slip and Slide

Does anyone else have fond memories of a certain long, yellow, vinyl contraption in their yard as a kid? Well, does anyone? Cause I don't! I don't think we actually owned one ourselves, but childhood friends certainly did, and I remember it being quite the kick in the pants. Thinking about the old slip and slide takes me back to days when I would run and ride my bike until the sun went down. It was PUNISHMENT to have to come inside early. Me and the neighborhood pals would climb trees, sit around the pond, walk, talk, hatch evil plans to snag the boy of our dreams, etc. Do kids even still do that these days? Without the use of a cell phone or text messaging? It's bizarre to me (and has been for awhile) that kids spend hours on end playing video games and chatting on the computer and texting each other back and forth...don't kids play anymore???

Of course, that makes me sound like an old, stodgy person, so I'll stop with that little diatribe right there. What I really want to talk about is my baby, playing in the good old (HOT Florida) outdoors. Specifically, in our backyard, with a slip and slide.

At first, he didn't quite get what it was all about. Mommy had to break out her bathing suit and show him. (Mommy is forever grateful to Daddy for not snapping unflattering pictures of her behind on the tiny, fragile Slip and Slide.) Once he saw the old SNS in action, though, the boy was hooked!

The approach:

The sizing up:

Going for it!

Monkey Boy just giggled and giggled and begged to do it again, over and over. And of course, we let him - until the thunder started, then we high-tailed it back in the house. He was covered in dirt and grass that his daddy had mowed earlier that afternoon, and happy as a clam.

I love that he is developing a sense of adventure outside of the normal climbing all over the furniture and jumping off of things. We just finished our first round of "swim lessons" in which I was a willing participant. We did a parent/child class, and his real, no-mommy-or-daddy-in-the-pool-or-anywhere-near-him classes start on July 10. I am excited to pass along my love of the water to my little man, but nervous with the whole "not being right there" deal. Oh well, what's a mommy to do? Gotta go for it!

I had to get a few action shots in - he was concentrating too hard to really ham it up for my ever-present camera, but I did get a few good ones getting down on his level. I love having a record of these moments and the memories we make as a family.

As long as we continue to omit those of my behind on a slip and slide :)

I like...

Lots of things, actually. Today I like these:

Sushi

Air Conditioning

Scrapbooking sessions scheduled a mere 8 hours away!

Good friends

Laughter

Casual Fridays :)

It's Friday! What are you liking about today?

As requested...Lemon Cupcakes w/Raspberry Buttercream

Is a recipe without glorious pictures to go with it still a good recipe? Let's hope so, cause here comes one! (Well, there is one picture...I don't think that really counts, though...sigh)

Lemon Cream Cupcakes, adapted from Allrecipes.com

1 cup butter or margarine, softened
2 cups sugar
3 eggs
2 teaspoons grated lemon peel
1 teaspoon lemon extract
3 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
2 cups sour cream

In a mixing bowl, cream butter and sugar. Beat in eggs, one at a time. Add lemon peel and lemon extract; mix well. Combine dry ingredients; add to creamed mixture alternately with sour cream (batter will be thick). Fill greased or paper-lined muffin cups with 1/4 cup of batter. Bake at 350 degrees F for 25-30 minutes or until a toothpick inserted near the center comes out clean. Remove from muffin pan to cool on a rack. When cooled, use a paring knife or offset spatula to make a cross in the top of the cupcakes to allow them to be filled with lemon curd.

Ina Garten's Lemon Curd

(http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/ina-garten/lemon-curd-recipe/index.html)

3 lemons
1 1/2 cups sugar
1/4 pound unsalted butter, room temperature
4 extra-large eggs
1/2 cup lemon juice (3 to 4 lemons)
1/8 teaspoon kosher salt

Using a carrot peeler, remove the zest of 3 lemons, being careful to avoid the white pith. Put the zest in a food processor fitted with the steel blade. Add the sugar and pulse until the zest is very finely minced into the sugar.*
Cream the butter and beat in the sugar and lemon mixture. Add the eggs, 1 at a time, and then add the lemon juice and salt. Mix until combined.
Pour the mixture into a 2 quart saucepan and cook over low heat until thickened (about 10 minutes)**, stirring constantly. The lemon curd will thicken at about 170 degrees F, or just below simmer. Remove from the heat and cool or refrigerate.

*I don't have a food processer, so I used a Microplane to zest my lemons, then just smashed the sugar and zest all to hell with a wooden spoon. The taste was divine, so I imagine this will work for you, too.

**This took me about 15 minutes to achieve the consistency I wanted, but I was a fraidy-cat and didn't want to scald my curd. Nor do I own a candy themometer to find out what the actual temperature of the stuff I'm cooking is at. Guess I need to compile one of those kitchen wish list things and start buying stuff, huh?

Raspberry Buttercream

This one is a little hard to provide a recipe for, but I'll give it a shot. Frosting has always been (cause my mama taught me so) more of a start-here-but-realize-you-may-have-to-add-a-bit-more-of-this-and-then-that-to-get-it-right kind of thing. Mama is not usually wrong about these things, and this recipe is no exception. Start here and hold on to your apron strings!!

1 stick of butter, room temperature

1/2 cup Criso

1lb powdered (10x) sugar, sifted

1 tsp raspberry extract

1/4 cup frozen raspberries with juice (thawed)

Sidenote: fresh berries sure are yummy, but I wanted the juice, so I used frozen. Also, it turns the buttercream a delicious shade of pink...let you conscience be your guide!

Cream the butter and Crisco together like a mad man - light and fluffy, people, light and fluffy. Add the extract and your berries and whip it...whip it good!

Either slowly add your sugar in while it beats or dump it all in at once and let it go. To me, it matters not, let it beat for a good 7 minutes or so and you will end up with a delightfully creamy, berryriffic frosting!!

At this point, if it's too stiff for your liking, add more berry juice, or extract or both. I added more of both for flavor, then balanced out with more sugar. I didn't want a "Hint of Raspberry" buttercream, so I took it up a notch - I was not disappointed and I hope you won't be either.

So you have your cooled cupcakes, your cooled lemon curd (if you haven't managed to eat it all already) and your fabulous buttercream. I found that the curd in a plain piping bag worked great for filling the cakes. Use your preferred method, and if it turns out to be the easiest thing you've ever done, drop me a note, I'll listen! Using your bag full of curd, insert the tip about a 1/2 inch into the crosshatch you cut on the cupcake and squeeze gently. The cupcake will puff up a bit and that should do it. Too much filling tastes mahvalous, dahling but makes an awful, drippy, sticky mess. Take it easy. Fill 'em all up and slap some of that lovely pink-ness of a buttercream on top and consume in droves.

(Piping lovely mounds of frosting and a delicate sprinkling of disco dust, edible glitter or other such embellishment is also an option. It just keeps them away from your mouth longer. Your choice, lovelies)

They are delicious! Make them!! If you do, and happen to take step-by-step pictures that you then forward to me to post in this blog, I'll be your best friend forever and ever so help me, Betty Crocker.

**UPDATE** I made these again and got a picture of the finished product!! Yay me!! They got rave reviews AGAIN, so I'm guessing this is a safe bet for my go-to cupcake :)

Girls Girls Girls

A few weeks ago, after much planning and deliberation, "The Girls" took of for a much-needed weekend of fun in the sun in fantabulous Destin, FL. Friday was travel day, we all met up at the hotel after dinner and headed out (in a taxicab, natch - responsibility first!). We had a great (short) night of drinking and dancing it up, laughing and talking. You know you're getting old when you hit the sack before 2 am on a GNO! Of course, that doesn't include the additional 2 hours of hard-to-remember conversation and laughter...I remember the laughing, just not the why...

Here is the whole motley crew, about 2 drinks in at The Village Door, a cool little bar with good music and a friendly bartender, whose name escapes me at the moment...but he did snap a nice little photo for us!

My girls, left to right: Tonya, Julie (in back), Stacie, Jessica, Marion and troublemaker-in-charge, ME, up front and rockin the hot pink! (Pink was a trend for me that weekend, not sure exactly why yet) I'm also bent at the knees at a crazy angle - I'm a good 2-4 inches taller than any of these girls, barefoot, AND I was wearing big old espadrille wedges to boot. Poor short friends o'mine! Stacie is not bent at the knees, just for some perspective :)

Before the sweating and drunkiness ensued, I snapped a few quick shots - this is Julie and I posing pretty - she hates pictures!

Tonya, Julie and I, post lemon drop shot #647...of course not really, but you can see there is (liquor-induced) happiness all around! And pink cheeks!!

Sorry about the gratuitious shot of Julie's girls. Sometimes they have a mind of their own.

This shall be henceforth known as "the point of no return". So funny. Tonya gave herself bunny...forehead?? And if that isn't t-rex arm on my part...well, I don't believe I will have ever seen it's equal. We were feeling it, to say the least. There are many fuzzy details of the night thereafter, but the important elements are fixed in my memory: we were TOGETHER and we had F-U-N!!!

This is the deliciousness that greeted us the next morning, after an early breakfast, much-needed coffee and a couldn't-have-made-it-without it "hair of the dog".

This, my friends, is the Emerald Coast of Florida. With any luck, any luck at all, the oil spill of catastrophic proportion won't ruin it for the next 5 generations. Cross your fingers.

I do feel very fortunate to have had some time to spend on this glorious stretch of coastline before it gets ruined with ugly sticky tar balls and nastiness. I hate that the thought even has to occur to me, but I couldn't help but drink it all in while I sat on the beach with the best of friends...it may never look like this again. But I digress...

I do that a lot. Bound to happen again, my friends, forgive me.

A few hours later, a few beers for some (who me? noooooooo), some much needed sunshine and it was time for lunch!! We cleaned up, hopped in the car and went to grab some yummy local seafood on the beach!! No we did not plan our ridiculously matchy-matchy outfits. Hard to believe, but true nonetheless. Sometimes we are just dorks.

Shocker of all shockers, we all ordered grouper sandwiches - fried, fried, fried - just what the old girls needed to feel 100% for some shopping! After lunch, we headed over to the Silver Sands outlets and shopped the afternoon away - unfortunately, no one scored any major items, but I picked up some stuff at Harry and David and found a few items to add to my kitchen wish list at Le Creuset! Julie skipped shopping in favor of a nap. Probably should have done the same...

Saturday night we fought off the exhaustion of too much sun, prettied ourselves up and headed out for a nice seafood dinner at a local joint that's been around for ages, Captain Dave's.

We are laughing in this picture because the little dude that was taking the picture for us had three cameras to juggle and the poor thing was getting heckled by one of the girls (who shall remain nameless). Typical us.

We had planned to make a night of it, but as I hinted before, we aren't as young as we used to be and we had a bit of sun that day, so we went back to the hotel and fixed a drink, got in our jammies and just hung out, old-school sleepover style. There were no pillow fights, sorry guys! (Like there are any men reading my blog. Ha!) It was hilarious and a perfect close to the weekend.

Oh, what an exercise in friendship and patience and love a girls weekend away is. I truly, truly love each and every one of these girls and I am grateful for the time we got to spend together hanging out and enjoying each other. As there always is with a gaggle of girls, we had a bit of drama, a bit of whining, a bit of trying to get everyone on the same page. At the end of the day, it was all worth it, but the next time I plan one of these adventures, someone please remind me of what I am getting myself into, m'kay? ;)