Suzy Snowflake 3XL


Suzy Snowflake, dressed in her 3XL gown, danced through Brazil today leaving behind the first measurable snow of the season.

According to weather lore, I guess that means 29 #*&! snows till Easter and the Cadbury Bunny will be here, yes!

Don’t get me wrong, I love snow, especially Christmas snow, and extra-large snowflakes like today that you can easily catch on your tongue. I just hate the thought of driving on it and its evil fraternal twin, ice.

A winter wonderland is a beautiful sight to behold and photograph, which I did last December and in February when I couldn’t get to work after an ice storm nearly crippled the Wabash Valley.

If forecasters are right, we have a snowball’s chance in H.E. Double Hockey Sticks of missing a repeat of last winter’s dramatic performance.

Key West R&R


Three years ago I flew to the southernmost point of the United States to spend Thanksgiving Day and the weekend at the Double Tree Grand Key Resort. (Double Tree is famous for its chocolate chip cookies. Each guest gets a warm complementary cookie at check-in.)

The scenery was breathtaking and the weather was perfect for celebrating the end of the hurricane season and the beginning of the annual pirate festival. (Keep reading, pirates below deck.)

I couldn’t wait to visit the Hemingway house and see the mitten paw cats (they are really called polydactyl – having one or two extra toes on their paws). My grandma had one, my mom had one, and I have one.

Sloppy Joe’s had the best live entertainment.

At Captain Tony’s, the decor was the entertainment.

The artwork in The Bull was impressive. The nudes in The Garden of Eden bar on the rooftop NOT.

The Historic Seaport has The Conch Republic Seafood Company Restaurant and Conch Bar, Schooner Wharf Bar, the Fastcat to Dry Tortugas National Park (didn’t have enough time to take this tour; another reason I have to go back) and, according to our personal tour guide, Jimmy Buffet’s recording studio that tourists pass by without notice.  

I love old lighthouses. At the top of Key West Lighthouse you can literally see the entire key. I could also see the Sand Key Lighthouse off in the distance but it was too far away for me to get a decent photo. 

I seriously am tempted to quit my job, sell everything, buy a one-way ticket to Key West, and become a homeless person on the beach near Louie’s Backyard (where Jimmy Buffet is rumored to frequent) or a pirate.

This guy is no Jack Sparrow but his shipmates and the crew of the Jolly Rover II (below) had very colorful personalities.

I suddenly have a craving for a warm chocolate chip cookie and a Johnny Depp movie. That’ll have to do until my next ship sets sail for Key West.