The Detox: Part Three

Okay, Peeps.

I am not affiliated in any way with the foot detox people.

When I got home from my lovely beach trip...

That's PeepOne and Beachy Mimi sunning...heh heh

Mr. Wonderful had ordered his own foot detox machine for our home!

He researched the whole process for about 6 hours...Mr. W is all about research...and found a machine that he felt was the best for us.

It came in the mail on Tues. and we immediately set it up when Mr. W got home from work.

I set it up in the bathroom with my leopard print closet chair (so cute) in front of the tv (yes, I have a tv in my bathroom.   I can't help it.   I have tv issues).

Mr. W went first because I couldn't wait to make fun of him for the nasty detox water.   I will insert here that they sent a chart to help you decide what the colors in the water mean.   Like, heavy metals, liver, gall bladder, etc.  Also, someone mentioned that the water would turn colors without your feet in the water.   That's true.   However, that water is not oily/greasy (sorry, just being truthful) like your detox water is.

After Mr. W did his detox, I did mine.   Our water was completely different.  We spent the whole time staring at the tub saying, "Wow.  Look at that!   Gross!"

We have limited entertainment venues in our town.   We have to make our own fun.

Now, I'm not saying do this treatment or anything.  I'm just reporting.   At the Beachy House, we have much more energy.

This will probably be my last in depth report on the nasty.  But I will say that Mr. W has noticed  a significant difference in me.   He says I am "brighter".   However, that could be attributed to my hair color...just being truthful...  I'm not as sluggish and droopy in the afternoon and evening as I have been for the last ten years little bit.

And here PeepOne and Beachy Mimi are walking down the beach...bwahahahahahaha

I just tickle myself.   Thanks to the girls who unknowingly had their picture taken. heh heh

My bad.

THE 1'S VS. THE 2'S

The Beachy family is not well acquainted with condo/ownership rules and meetings, as was proven this weekend at the yearly owner meeting at the Florida condo.

First Clue--ALL the owners from the first floor were present. And vocal. And testy. Did I mention vocal?

Second Clue--All the first floor owners sat in a heap on one side of the room...opposite the owners of the second floor.

From this point on we'll refer to them as the "ones".

The owners of the second floor condos have a second bedroom. Obviously a point of envy from the "ones". We'll call these second floor owners the "twos".

Understand that many of these people NEVER come to stay at the condo, they are strictly rental units to them. This yearly owners meeting is about their only time to show up at the condo.

Point of Contention--The "ones" apparently think they are the have-nots and are out to be sure the "twos" don't get ANY concessions on any discussion.

Discussion is actually a nice term. Argument is more like it.

Long story, short version. Some of the "twos" wanted to add little air conditioning units to the upstairs bedrooms. It gets HOT in summer.

The "ones" opposed this because they want their units to rent (apparently harder to rent a one bedroom unit)first.

They had several points of argument...the noise pollution from the new air unit for all the "ones" (remember, they never stay there), leakage from air unit from the "two" condos to the "ones". This happened about 4 years ago for an unrelated reason and the two condo units involved are still fussing about it.

This situation went downhill fast and was facinating to watch...if not embarassing for the adults involved. They did not appear to BE embarassed. I was embarrassed for them.

The subject then changed to renovations and additions some people have (sneakily according to the "ones") made to their units. Facination...updated bathrooms. Obsession...bunk-beds under the stairs. When the "ones" found out a fellow "one" had discovered a way to add bunk beds and his unit was rented CONTINUOUSLY...they all DEMANDED to see said bunk beds and began mentally planning the upgrade to their own units. They decended on this poor man in a FLOCK...flapping and screeching and wanting to know who, what, when, how, and how much. These people have no boundries.

It made me glad I'm from Chaos, Nowhere, USA. In a house. With Mr. Wonderful. No "ones" or "twos". And, a good air conditioner.

An Absolutely Beautiful Day

Oh, Peeps! It is a gorgeous day here on the coast. The sun is shining, people are out walking on the beach and everyone is SMILING. It's just amazing.

Sibling and SIL went home yesterday so I'M OFF THE COUCH! Not that I minded being there, but it is SO nice to have a bed for a few nights.

PU and I are going to Target, love, love, love, and to the grocery story and who knows what else.

I hope there is something making you smile today....please leave me a comment and tell me.

I've Got The Power!

Yes, Peeps. I now have power to the computer and the internet.

Not for long. Maybe long enough to get this posted.

First, thank you for all the prayers on the behalf of Queen B and The Palace. They and others like them are really in a mess right now.

A tree fell on G.'s house--through the roof-- and another fell on his son's car--breaking the windshield and denting the hood.

This is sort of a NWA version of a hurricane or something. We get some of these ice storms about every 10 years or so and our infrastructure is just not equipped to cope with all the damage.

This has taught me a good lesson. When I return from Florida (sorry B) I plan to fix up a disaster kit with all the necessary tape, water, tools, chainsaw?

Those of you who went through Katrina, Ike or some other natural disaster know how difficult it is for people unable to work (no work=no pay).

They all need our prayers.

Now, I wish to address another topic. G. G. and the tacky comment left by Anonymous on the NOT AGAIN! post.

Did you know that when you sign as anonymous, I can still look you up so I know who you are.

I am not being disrespectful of G. He has a great sense of humor and is still laughing over me asking to see his toes. He knows he needs some "rehabilitation" because he has been alone for 4 years. He is a happy camper and yes, I have done some very nice things for him. I just told him that Valentine's Day was his chance to really shine. I think he will probably cook for me and I think that is great.

The personal attacks? Whatever. That person doesn't know me AT ALL.

That person can also BITE ME and move on to another blog that makes them happy.

Sorry, Peeps. I wasn't even going to mention it but Evil Beachy Mimi got the best of me.

More tales from the beach later....

Running Away...The Answer to Life's Problems...

Yep, Peeps.

I've run away. To Florida. To be with the Other Crabs on the Beach.

Not a bad place to run to. The Parental Unit and the Sibling and his wife all came down together to get away from cold weather.

My internet usage is spotty at best, so my posts may not be as regular as before. Not that I've been posting every day or anything...Trying to have a dating life is time consuming. All that personal maintenance and everything.

So, have a good weekend. I'm on the beach looking for bald guys.

Pinks Are My Favorite Color

Oh, Peeps!! I got to meet Fuschia and her 5 Pinks the other day!! Yay!

PeepOne and I drove very far away (an hour) to meet Fuschia and the girls at the Pizza Hut and have lunch.
Aren't they just the cutest girls you've ever seen?

And so polite! Wonderful manners. They entertained
themselves while we ate and laughed. Here's a shot of PeepOne, Fuschia and Yours Truly. We are now officially sisters.
That Fuschia is so BEAUTIFUL Gorgeous skin, hair and a beautiful smile. Wow. And, her personality is darling...just like her girls.

We were so lucky to get to meet them. We'll do this again!

I can't tell you even a hint of what we talked about...it is Secrets Ya'll. Secrets.
There may or may not have been the word "bald" mentioned. But I'm Not Sayin'

Something

I think maybe two people noticed I didn't post yesterday so I promised them I would post about something today.

Something.

Not trying to be a smartie or anything (heh heh), but my mind is a total blank. Actually, that isn't true. My mind is not blank, it is in a dither.

The Pacific Wedding is in the MORNING at 9am (whoever heard of that), The Queen is gone on a mini-vacation, my waxing appointment was canceled, "Ted" was supposed to call for a date this weekend (and hasn't), and I'm trying to get my ducks in a row so I can slip off to Florida in
TWO WEEKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and I'm just kinda in the dumps.

I know, whining is not a pretty thing. Anyone getting ready to go to Florida has no right to be in the dumps.

So, I'm going to Sonic to get my coke, meditate for 30 minutes, and come up with something to blog about tomorrow.

Have a wonderful evening, my Peeps.

The Neverending Vacation

Hi Interpeeps! (I am so excited to get to say that) This is my inaugural posting for my new blog.

I've been pretending to be a blogger and sending e-mails to my friends so I could say "peeps" and stuff. My spawn, The Queen B, decided that was ridiculous and I might as well do the real thing. (You might know me as The Queen Mother.)

Like you care.

Anyway, now you are a part of my neverending vacation....my new quest to be on a vacation of some nature 365 days a year.

Even if it is just in my mind.

This first segment is the Florida coast for the month of May.

I'll give you the scoop later, but for now? I GOT TO SAY INTERPEEPS!

Sometimes that's all you need.