Mr. Plastic thought it would be great fun to go to a third world country.

Please forgive me if you think Peru is not third world. I mean no disrespect.

We flew to Ft. Lauderdale and on to Lima.


We had been warned about the airport, but I still was caught offguard.

There were masses of people all trying to get your attention. The noise was


We got a taxi and took about a 30 minute hair-raising ride to Miraflores,

a section of Lima.

Our hotel was very comfortable and it had hot water. I discovered that hot

water is a luxury in Peru.

We took a little walk down a beautiful walkway in the middle of the street.

We got a hambuger at this little place and it was so good!

This was on the wall of our room. Since I can't speak Spanish, I have no
idea what it says. I think it is about fires and earthquakes. Great.

to be continued...

I'm SOOO Not Cool

Okay, these posts have gotten out of order because, face it, I don't know what I'm doing.

You've probably seen all the Big Sur pictures you want to see...

but just a couple more things.

Mr. Plastic took my picture and I thought how cool it would be to wrap this scarf around my neck to look like a movie star. hahahah
I look like I have on a bib or something.

We've had these reservations and airline tickets since October. One would think the LATER you booked the worse seat you would get. NOT.

This is the view out our window.

This was our front view. You may be thinking...that's the bulkhead--not a bad seat.


We were on the very last row...apart from the rest of the plane. Kinda like we were in time out.

The Room at Big Sur

The room was something out of a magazine. So much glass!
Automatic shades for sun control and privacy although you were already totally private.

The entry.

This corner of the room was totally glass with a cool sculpture thing.

Yep, that's a window with a little garden on the outside.

How would you like to wake up to that view?

This shot is looking into the bathroom.

Isn't this the coolest sink?

Another bedroom view.

Tucked in the corner by the glass wall was a fireplace. We turned the air on low and fired this baby up.

Sunset over the Pacific...


...back again. Too many pictures to show in just one post.

We walked down a little driveway to our "room".

What, you say? That looks like a rusty wall. IT IS.

This was just the outer door. Open it to...

A totally private courtyard area. Beautiful.

Now I'll show you some views from the room.

The deck from the side.

Out the door to the deck. Spectacular.

A side view of the deck. Not too exciting.

This marvelous little invention sat on the side of the deck area. It's not a hot tub as I know a hot tub, but it IS a hot water tub. Confused?
It was fabulous, marvelous and spectcular because it was cold.

Was not expecting the cold. I only took shorts and no jacket. OOPS!

This is the view from the bathtub/shower. Awesome.
This is the view if you are sitting on the pot. Sorry. It was too pretty not to share. My bad.

I'll leave you with that thought and show more later...

A Slice of Heaven---Big Sur

One of the trips Mr. Plastic and I have taken was to Big Sur.

Maybe one should say THE Big Sur, or the Big Sur area.


The beauty.

We stayed at the gorgeous Post Ranch Inn. Normally, I probably wouldn't tell you where we stayed, but this place is exceptional.

You park down here

...and after check-in walk up these steps...

...to get to the top of the mountain.

At the top is a restaurant. The front looks like a mound of dirt...

Just take a look at the back.

To be honest, we did not enjoy our meal there despite the view. We are just not in to "fine dining". I don't know enough about it to appreciate all the creative things the chef has done. If you like that sort of thing, this would be exceptional I'm sure.

This is the view facing away from the ocean.

There were even turkeys!

oops. Here are the turks.

to be continued...

Hello Peeps!

I'm back for a small bit. I'm having trouble focusing on blogging since I've discovered ANGRY BIRDS Poor Mr. Plastic (remember Mr. W is now Mr. Plastic)

I'll have lots of photos soon.

However, I will share one with you

My precious Princess just finished a run in the starring role of Queen Louie of Jungle Book fame.

She was amazing. This is a 4 generation shot after the play

Traveling FAQS

When a person travels to another country, all kinds in interesting situations present themselves.


I've missed you bunches.

Tap tap...is this on? I'm back to file a few reports of the travels of the Plastic Family.

By the way, Mr. Wonderful has been Mr. Wonderful from the start.

His business name is Mr. Plastic, and therefore, many people think his last name is...Plastic. We get Christmas cards and other objects in the mail addressed to Mr. and Mrs. Plastic. I think it is cute.

So, from now going forward I will refer to Mr. Wonderful as Mr. Plastic and we will be known as the Plastic Family.

Makes perfect sense to me!!!

Plus it is easier to type.

And, he is no less wonderful than before.

Tomorrow we will begin showing some shots of the travels since January. I hope there are a few of you around to read.

Love ya, Peeps. Don't float away.

Back In The Saddle

Back but not totally functioning. Pictures may or may not be coming soon.

FYI we were in Tahiti and New Zealand.

New Zealand may be my favorite new place.

We've also been to Canada. LOVED IT.

Mr. Wonderful took me to Canada for Valentine's Weekend. So sweet.

More later, Peeps.


The guest post didn't work out exactly like I planned...

I know I owe some giveaways, and I'll get right on that.

My nose is stuck to the window to watch the snow.

I love my Peeps and I'll be back to settle up with you soon.


So now I'm kind of getting into the fact that I can hijack my mom's blog and say whatever I want.

(I learned from the best.)

Y'all know how much Beachy Mimi loves to give away stuff.

She is so generous.


How about a little contest?

Y'all guess where Beachy Mimi is on location this week.

I gave you a really good hint in my last post.

If you guess correctly, she'll put your name in her Mr. Random and pick a winner.

I don't know what you'll win, but it'll be good.

(If you happen to be a person who really does know where she is...don't ruin my fun.)

We'll wrap this competition up on Monday night.

Her Indirectly Generous Daughter,
Queen B


Good Grief

Hmmm. What part of NO does Beachy Mimi not understand...?

I hardly ever post on my own blog.

I can't take the public ridicule, though, so here goes.

Beachy Mimi is on the go again.

Big surprise, huh?

She was supposed to call me the minute she arrived at Destination A.

That was Monday.

I didn't hear from her until Wednesday night.

So pretty much I became the worried mom. Fairly certain she was in a ditch somewhere.

It wasn't just the not calling. I was tracking her flight on my phone. It said, "we cannot confirm that this plane landed".


But she was fine.

Just stuck in the only touristy place on the map that has zero communication with the outside world.

(Are you buying that? Me either.)

Destination B seems to be technologically savvy.

They have newfangled devices called telephones.


Destination B is in the path of a cyclone.

Beachy Mimi definitely keeps life interesting....

Her Loving (& Guilt Free!) Daughter,
Queen B


Where, you ask?

That, Peeps, is a very good question.

The Queen B told me no, but I really thought I could guilt her into posting for me.

Obviously not.

The guilt factor has never worked so much for me as a mother.

So, Queen B? Please post something witty for your mother.

I am currently limited in my communication abilities.

Taking some great pictures though.

I am SO MYSTERIOUS!! hahahah


Tap Tap Tap Is this thing on?

Frustrated Beachy Mimi.


Hope everyone had a marvelous weekend.

I am going to have a guest blogger this week.

You will enjoy it.

Later, Peeps.


We got an unexpected SNOW DAY in Chaos, USA.

Color me HAPPY. I know to you Northern Peeps, this looks like nothing.

However, here...everything shuts down and we play.

Mr. Wonderful decided to create this snow pig to surprise me. Sweet.

I sat in front of this, wrapped up in a blankie and watched the flakes fall.

Speaking of pigs, I don't thing I have ever shared my love of all thing pig. I must do that soon.

I'll leave you with this. I found this thing at a craft fair several years ago. It is a 120 pound rock that is painted.

Stay warm, Peeps.

OOPS!! SHE DID IT AGAIN (Cut the hair herself)

Well, Peeps. I cut my own hair.


I know. Crazy.

I just can't get anyone to do what I want. I take pictures. I gesture.

I beg for the scissors to do it myself.

It just ain't happn'. Sorry Queen B. It just isn't happening.

I've always been a frustrated hair style person in secret. Not that I have any skillz in that area.

After I was single again, I even looked into enrolling in a styling school to get a certificate so I could learn the basics and maybe work a little bit.

Here in Chaos, AR., you can't get a cutting license unless you get get the manicurist license also. The manicurist can get a manicurist license without the hair. Go figure.

I just couldn't make myself do the nail and feet thing. In school, you don't get a choice. You do what comes up in your rotation.

That little dream just flittered away.

So, back to my own hair. I cut the top spiky and chunked up a little of the rest.

It has a few gaps (possibly) but with a messy hairstyle you can hide a lot of errors.

The bottom line...I like it. When I go back to my regular guy, he is going to flip. heh heh

If he messes with me, I'll just cut it again.

I am so rebellious. hahahahah

Getting ready for the big snow tommorrow!!

We might get an inch.

For my town, that's an EVENT!

Do you Peeps ever cut your own hair?

Holiday Today

I still have not located my camera.

I did find one I lost on a previous occasion.

I have not found my keys.

I cleaned out the refrigerator just to be sure. Not there.

I also have a list. All the things I planned to get accomplished TODAY.

Well, I can't do those things because the bank and the post office...closed for the MLKJ holiday.

So...I have decided it is a holiday for me, too.

I am going to ponder my list and redo my plans for later this week.

Today? Well today I am going to spend quality time with my ipad.

Wishing you all the best of the day.

Bad Hair Day aka She Wore A Hat

It has been sooooo cold here for the past few days.

I have snuggled in a heated blankie, in front of the fire with my ipad.

I may or may not have gotten any work done.

Just being truthful.

Mr. Wonderful decided I needed to get out in the sunshine, even though it was -00 degrees. (I might be exaggerating)

I dressed in warm boots, my long coat and a...hat.

I love hats. There are some really cute ones out and about, but I have had mine for quite a while.

So, out I go in my little hat. I was so warm.

If you wear short, spiky hair like moi, a hat is a day long commitment.


After our day trip, Mr. Semi-Wonderful and I met friends for dinner.

I was really pumped. We haven't eaten out since before Thanksgiving.

For some reason...I still don't know...Mr. Semi-W. decides to remove my hat in the restaurant.


The hat is a commitment. DAY LONG.

The hair.

My friends looked stunned.

I was paralized in terror.

Mr. Semi-W. was...laughing!

He popped it back on my head but the damage...the damage to HIM is/was almost irreparable. (I so hope that is spelled correctly, I don't have spell check on here that I can find.)

Mr. Less-Than-Semi Wonderful decided to take a road trip to get a truck.

I think that is best.

He's got a lot of damage control.

(He's so great I'm really not upset. But, hey! It might be worth a little gift to get back in my good graces. Heh Heh)

My bad.


Not in that order of course.

I very DISTINCTLY remember days of agonizing labor to give birth to this precious little 6 lb 5 1/2 oz black headed little girl.

I did not get to see, touch or hold her for four days.

After almost 40 years ( heh heh), I still get teary when I think of those days.

The Queen B was a preemie. Back in the dark ages.

There were no ambulances, just panel trucks. And, those came from another town 16 miles away.

After birth, the nurses whisk her away and before I even got to peek, she was on her way to a larger hospital.

The doctor that delivered her rode in the ambulance with her or she wouldn't have made it.

The pediatrician met them in the PARKING LOT with his team and they kept her breathing until they could get inside.

Every thing that could go wrong...did.

Long story short... God's intervention saved my baby, to be The Queen B she is today.

Best friend, confidant, funny funny person. She is my sunshine.

So, tell her Happy Birthday on the 10th and remind her she's pushing 40!!


I crack myself up.


Peeps. I was all pumped to tell you about our Christmas cabin in the snowy Tennessee woods--with pictures.

My camera is AWOL.

You just have to know me to know this is not unusual. My keys are missing, also.

Not a chance they are together.

So, I'm searching. When I find them, I'll finish this post.

If I don't find them, perhaps I will have had a brilliant thought to write about.

Do you ever do this?


Peeps! The wait is over. The winners are announced. Selected by Mr. Random and his little random number generator.

Thanks to all who entered. We'll be having several of these throuhout the year.

drumroooooll...The three winners of $50 giftcards from Target are





Congratulations to all the winners and saddness for the not winners (I just can't call you losers)

Happy New Year Giveaway!!

Happy New Year to all the Peeps!

I hope your holiday was fun, joyful and full of good eating.

We had a marvelous time with all our kiddos and the Parental Unit.

I'll write all about it later.

But for now:

To celebrate the New Year and my 300th post, I'm having a Target Gift Card g


Woo Hoo!

All you have to do: Leave me a way to get in touch with you (PLEASE)

Tell me the FUNNIEST gift you received for Christmas.

I loved everything I was given. The most unusual came from my step-son.

He got all the women a flashlight/taser!!!

Don't mess with the Beachy Mimi family! We are now armed! tee hee

You can also tell me of the wonderful food you ate if you so desire.

So I can live your life vicariously.

Finally, if you made a resolution...good luck! I quit doing that years ago

because I would have broken it my now. I'm just being truthful.

The contest ends Tuesday, Jan. 4, at 6 pm Central. Winners will be

announced soon after.

Good Luck Peeps. Winners will be chosen my Mr. Random.