


Love this guy! I think I need to buy his CD!
And speaking of lucky, we are getting such a break in the Phoenix area right now! They predict another week of below average temps with mid-90's and no 100 degree temps. That is really unusual! Usually June is beastly with highs up to 115 and above. The only bummer is that the overnight temps are low enough (it's horrible -- ha!) that the pool has to be covered at night. I haven't been swimming as much because getting the solar cover off by myself is a beast! But it's wonderful being able to open up the windows in the wee hours and wake up to the sound of the birdies chirping! Ahhhhhhhh. We just took a bike ride in the dark and it was actually cool!
In addition, I'm finally planning that return trip to the tropics in late October! Isla's the definite winner, so I can't wait! : )
I'm Lucky and Life is Good!
I'm not Catholic, but sometimes I think I missed my calling! I love all the shrines, symbolism, candles, and ritual. Here's the Catholic Church in Miami, Arizona. It also reminds me of Mexico!
(I think it's definitely time for a trip south of the border!)
I was looking for another song by Keola Beamer and just happened across this guy. I really like this song and the lyrics! It reminds me of all the little pangas on Isla.
The plane ride back was rather bizarre. I was seated next to a little old lady (I'd estimate mid-80's) who was reading a periodical with stories about real life Angels. A religious magazine. Seated in back of us were two couples from Tulsa who wanted to impress everyone on the plane with their coolness.
Since one guy was seated across the aisle, they were yelling their constant conversation back and forth the entire ride. And it was all fairly foul, even before the drinks got rolling. One of the guys was bragging about his female neighbor who didn't have any grass on the playground. Words like labia, braided hair hanging to the knees, etc... were being thrown back and forth. I was trying to finish my Jodi Picoult book, but the way the seats were staggered, the guy across the aisle was yelling in my ear. The little lady next to me would grimace with every foul/obscene word and phrase. And it escalated to shit's, asses, etc... as the drinks multiplied. I'm not exactly a nun, but it got downright annoying. When you're in a bar or restaurant, you can move. They were headed to Reno for their big gambling trip -- supposedly staying in a $2000 a night suite. They were all trying to impress with big talk about expensive resorts in Phoenix, Lexuses in the garage, million and a half dollar houses -- but somehow it was lost on me! HA! And the $2000 a night suite? I went to a retirement party in Reno about five years ago, and it wasn't Vegas. Craig and I thought it was kind of the poor man's Vegas, but maybe it's changed since then?
When the plane was headed down on its final descent into Phoenix, one of the dumb broads suddenly remembered she really had to 'pee'! She yelled (and I do mean YELLED) at the flight attendant -- Can I go PEE? A male and female flight attendant both told her to stay seated and to wait until everyone deplaned. The minute the wheels touched the runway, she tried to bolt from her seat and run down the aisle to the back. Fortunately, one of the husbands grabbed her and told her to sit down or they'd have security on that plane dragging her off. She then started yelling Clean up on Aisle 10! mixed with other obscenities. And the poor little old lady next to me would grimace with every foul word.
Some people -- you just can't take them out anywhere! Anyway, we were all relieved to get off the plane and away from Miss I'm Going to Reno. I usually travel with earplugs, but this was the one time I forgot them! And I also couldn't find my I-Pod before I left, so there was no escaping that obnoxious crew.
Well, I need to get off the computer and do something!!! Craig had the house all picked up and cleaned when I got home last night. What a guy! : )
Check out this interior!
Buick
And I think this was a Packard?
I think I'd take that sporty black and red model with the fake leopard interior, but that old Buick might be fun to try and drive. I saw an older couple wheeling down the road Monday afternoon in a 60's era white Buick convertible. I couldn't get my camera out in time, but they looked quite stylish! Their white hair matched the paint job and upholstery!
I'm actually hoping to make my way back to Arizona in an airplane this evening! Not to complain, but I added it up and I've spent over a month in the past year in one part or another of Kansas. I'm clicking my Ruby Red Slippers again!
There's no place like home! There's no place like home!
Yes, I am SO ready to be at home!
Cwazy Wabbit!
Another Shiny Red Bike!
Pots and Cupboards
Quilt!
Wicker Doll Sofa
My mother questioned this wooden Indian's hand placement. Ha!
And here we have inappropriate Rapper Santa, who also seems to be grabbing his package.