It’s officially Autumn and all the leaves are….still green.


“Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn.” ~Elizabeth Lawrence

I am waiting patiently for my favorite time of the year when the leaves turn brilliant shades of red, orange, and yellow. So far nothing is happening in my backyard except a steady littering of hickory nut shells as the squirrels frantically store them away for winter. After walking through my yard and all around the neighborhood yesterday I had to accept that no matter what the calendar says, the only indication of Autumn at my house is our Georgia Bulldog flag that comes out during football season.

But I am patient…

I am waiting..

And my camera and I will be ready to catch this guy when he turns a brilliant shade of red…

Green Leaf RS

Green Autumn Leaf ~ 09.23.12


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Sometimes a picture says it all

“A picture is worth a thousand words.” ~~ Napolean Bonaparte

Unfortunately, in today’s economy it is only worth two…

Bite Me RS

Bite Me

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Goodbye, Summer!

“When the sun gets hot and the moon gets hazy
good girls go bad... and it gets crazy!”
Rachel Thompson

Goodbye to Summer

Goodbye Summer

Each year when summer arrives I am full of plans and possibilities. There are beaches to explore, friends and family to host, books to read, vegetables to grow, and The Fitness Program to start. I begin summer from the perspective of an energetic kid who is finally out of school and looking at three months vacation. At the end of summer I look back on my partially completed list and once more confront the reality that I work a full-time job and hate to sweat. Before I know it Labor Day arrives and it’s time to put away my white shoes. Bummer!

This summer I did manage to accomplish one thing on my summer bucket list. On August 22 Moonpie drove me to Charlotte Motor Speedway where I participated in the Rusty Wallace Racing Experience. I have never watched a NASCAR race, but I always wondered what it would be like to ride on a racetrack. Doesn’t everyone want to ride 170 mph in a big oval?

When it came my turn to ride they let me choose which car I wanted. I chose to ride in Dale Earnhardt’s Number 88 Mountain Dew car. I get asked, “Are you an Earnhardt fan?”  Truth is I don’t know Earnhardt Jr. from Earnhardt Sr. and couldn’t pick either of them out of a lineup with Eskimos. I chose that car solely because it it was the only one that didn’t have any dents in it. I think it was a logical decision.

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The fire suit was my only challenge that day. They only had unisex sizes in S, M, L, and XL. The small size would have probably fit someone a foot taller than me and about 50 lbs heavier. To make matters worse, when it was my turn to suit up they were out of S sizes so I had to wrap my 5’3” self in a M that would have probably fit an NBA player. The suit weighed more than me, but I wasn’t going to let something like having to wear a canvas tent stop me from my mission. Moonpie literally bunched up the fabric, wrapped the velcro belt around me twice to keep it up, and completed my professional NASCAR driver look by tying it in the back in a bow. He was a valuable member of my pit crew.

Charlotte Motor Speedway

In retrospect my proudest moment wasn’t that I had the guts to do it, or that I didn’t throw up in spite of the G-forces that were pushing my stomach into my esophagus. No. My proudest moment was that I threw my leg up through that car window and climbed into that puppy unaided on the first try That’s right, Mr. Spotter man..no help needed from you today! This old girl did it all by herself! Score one for the old people!



So I’m now thinking about my autumn to-do list. I’m crossing off The Fitness Program and adding “take more walks with the dog.”  Goodbye, Summer. I miss you already!

‘Till next time…

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Meet Yoohoo

“If you don't own a dog, at least one, there is not necessarily anything wrong with you, but there may be something wrong with your life.”
Roger Caras

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                                                                             Yoohoo ~ 7.30.12


We have a new addition to the MoonPie/Zippy home. We adopted him from the Pawmetto Lifeline shelter this past weekend. He is estimated to be about 6 years old. I don’t know why Yoohoo wound up in the municipal shelter, but I do know that he had been there his maximum time and was slated to be euthanized. Luckily he was moved to the Pawmetto Lifeline Shelter to give him a second chance at life. Three weeks later he is in his “forever home” and getting settled in his bed for a morning nap.

His name is Yoohoo, but for some reason we keep calling him Yahoo. He has had the name for only three weeks so he doesn’t really care what we call him, but we do need to stick to one or the other. Like all dogs, he just wants love and that’s an easy thing for his two smitten parents to give. After only one day he had created a special place into our family, our bed, and our hearts.

Paws meet grass


        They recommended that he be placed on gluten-free dog food.

                            Is he perfect for me or what??






Yoohoo/Yahoo is here to celebrate another special day. It is our wedding anniversary!

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There is not a single day that goes by without thinking what a lucky woman I am. Now I have two men to share my home, heart, and life with, but only one of them hikes his leg everytime he passes a tree. Who knew MoonPie was that agile?

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“No one ever finds life worth living—one has to make it worth living.” ~~Author Unknown


Pier at Surf City, NC – July 4, 2012


Life has dealt MoonPie and I many challenges since the last time I blogged. The biggest two were losing my Dad in December and then losing our furbaby, Woof, two days later. I followed up the “losing streak” by bidding farewell to my gallbladder in February. Getting out with our cameras had been placed at the very end of our objectives. Life was just a blur of loss and health issues. After many months of holding down jobs by day and retreating to our den to lick our wounds at night, MoonPie and I realized how much we missed getting on the road with an emphasis on the trip rather than a destination. So on July 4th with no set time schedule or agenda we headed in the general direction of the Cape Hatteras Lighthouse on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. Per MoonPie’s request I rummaged into the back of my coat closet, dusted off my “real” camera, and off we went.

The most daring objective we set was to eat every meal at locally-owned restaurants instead of the usual chain places listed on our Find Me Gluten-Free apps. That may sound like a little thing to those who can eat gluten, but trust me when I say it was a HUGE leap for me. One small cross-contaminated bite would have sent us immediately back home for some more “wound licking”. It was both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time..kind of like riding the roller coaster at New York New York in Las Vegas. It was also the first trip we’ve taken since finding out I am gluten-intolerant where I didn’t meticulously plan out every place to eat prior to leaving.

Our first stop was for lunch in Wilmington, NC. I remembered reading a good review on the K-38 Baja Grill on Oleander Drive, Wilmington, NC, so after passing it we turned the truck around decided to give it a try. It was our first and ultimately best meal of the entire trip.  Wow! Not only was it the only Mexican food that I’ve ever eaten that I could eat every day, but it was also the best gluten-free service I’ve ever had. They don’t have a gluten-free menu, but they know their ingredients which are all fresh and handed me a printed list of foods that don’t contain gluten.  The best discovery was that they also know how to avoid cross-contamination. I asked the usual questions and to my surprise our waitress followed up with the right questions and said she needed to to talk to the chef. The chef came over to ask a few more questions. I knew we were truly in good hands when our waitress brought out a basket of corn tortilla chips and then held them up and asked if both of us were gluten-free. MoonPie said he could eat anything (I won’t go there..) and she set them on the other side of the table next to him, looked at me sadly, and said “You can’t have these, but you can have the salsa.” I didn’t tell her that I couldn’t taste the salsa because MoonPie had already dipped a chip in it or that I wasn’t inclined to eat salsa with my fingers. Then almost on cue the chef arrived at the table with a second bowl of salsa for me and a bowl of celery sticks to scoop it up. Be still my gluten-free heart!

I had a veggie taco that was prepared using a fresh homemade soft corn tortilla, salsa fresca, red pepper, avocado, roasted corn, spinach, mushrooms, and black bean puree with a side of Mexican rice. My only regret was that I only got one of them. Having lived much of his life in San Diego I’ve found that MoonPie is the harshest Mexican food critic on the planet. He pronounced his meal as being as good, if not better, than any Mexican food that he’s ever eaten in San Diego. Now that is an endorsement!! This is not a food blog (evident in that I didn’t even think to take a picture of the food) so I don’t usually rave about what I have eaten, but the food and concerned service were so good that we are considering planning another trip up the East Coast via Wilmington just to have another meal there. It set the tone for the entire vacation.

On our odyssey we saw interesting tattoos, posed with some really big fish, bought a sled which is always useful in South Carolina, and finally completed our quest to see the Cape Hatteras Light House. We also watched an awesome Fourth of July Fireworks display in New Bern, NC, on the night of the 4th. (If you watch it, please excuse MoonPie’s “Holy Shit!” comment at the end. I think it is mostly drowned out by the little boy next to us who kept yelling “AWESOME!!!”.

Tattoo             Giant Bluefin Tuna  

 Sled         Cape Hatteras Lighthouse


New Bern, NC ~ July 4th, 2012

This past year has taught me that good health is relative thing. What is not so great today may seem like the best of times later in life. Sometimes you just have to get out, take risks, and grab life while you can. If you wait for your life circumstances or your health or your finances or whatever is holding you back to improve before you get out and live, you just may find yourself staying home and licking your wounds forever. We still have a few holes left in our lives from those we lost. I also have a few holes in my abdomen from losing an organ. But the holes heal, leave a scar, and life goes on. How you live that life moving forward is up to you.

We miss you Daddy..


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We miss you, too, Woof…

Protecting the Yard            Sunning 

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7.27.98 – 12.15.11



…but MoonPie and I are moving on with life. Until next time…

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Busy Bees

“Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.”
- Winne the Pooh


MoonPie and I are proud to announce a new addition to our family. A precious granddaughter was born on September 10. I have pictures. Unfortunately, they are all on my iPad and I am not iSavvy enough to get them into .jpg format to post them.

We have been very Busy Bees around here. We thought we would have at least another week or two before Baby Girl met the world, but she decided she was ready to meet her big sister. Or maybe she just wanted the birthdate 09.10.11.

Thanks go to all those who offered prayers when our Angel Baby was in the NICU. We feel very blessed to have such supportive friends!


Bumble Bee RS

Bee-ing Busy

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The Last Hoorah of My Summer Blossoms

“August creates as she slumbers, replete and satisfied.”-- Joseph Wood Krutch

I found this quote and I’m not sure what it means. I’m not sure why I put it on here since I don’t even understand it. If I weren’t so lazy, I would look for another quote that had something to do with hydrangeas and verbenas. Or maybe pink or red. Or summer heat. But I am lazy so it will have to do.



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Carry on..

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