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Friday, March 9, 2012

Spring Break '12

Thursday brought two law school spring breakers to my door seeking fun in the sun.  Nicole and Michele came bearing gifts of cinnamon coffee and blueberry wine from the best grocery store in North Carolina. It was especially great to see Nicole, just to have a familiar face and old friend to get a hug from and talk to was a treat for me. I also enjoyed getting to know Nicole's fellow law-student-in-need-of-fun a.k.a. Michele and having two girl friends to double the fun. It turned out to be a fantastic spring break for all involved...
 
The night of their arrival we whipped up some fish tacos and cocktails to kick off the official start of their break. It was so much fun to show them around my new home in Juno Beach. While I was at work they discovered a favorite local bar, Thirsty Turtle, which ended up being their favorite spot to chill after a long, hard day of beachin' it. 

Friday night we went out to Square Grouper, a famous Jupiter bar where Jimmy Buffett and Alan Jackson filmed the video for the song "It's Five O'Clock Somewhere." It has a spunky history rooted in illegal activity: rum running during prohibition and the marijuana trade during the sixties.  The U.S. Coast Guard nicknamed the bales of marijuana thrown out of boats and airplanes "square groupers," hence the bar's name. More recently the bar tends to attract some country stars like Sugarland and Kenny Chesney, as many of the celebrities own homes on the Jupiter oceanfront and will drop by occasionally. No such luck that night, but there was a great live band that we enjoyed while sipping our sea breezes by the water.

We went to the West Palm Beach Green Market on Saturday where we had authentic empanadas, ceviche, and guacamole. I got a fresh fruit pina colada and took home a package of freshly baked cider donuts that we re-heated on Sunday for a morning treat. Just walking through the various stands of artisan food, desserts, flowers and plants, farm fresh produce, and artwork on a beautiful sunny day was relaxing and fun. 

John Henson takin' it to Miles Plumlee. So glorious.
Afterward we continued our day of relaxation on the beach and then came home and got ready for the ultimate rivalry match up that evening. As a half-hearted Dookie, Nicole was a good sport about Kevin and I's rather loud cheers and ongoing game commentary. Michele hails from the Big Blue of Michigan, so her loyalties were set in stone before grad school and she had little trouble staying impartial. For this Carolina fan, the game was absolutely incredible; everything I could have hoped for and more. Everyone played phenomenal, our point guard Kendall Marshall had 20 points and 10 assists, and one of my favorite moments was when our John Henson scored right over devil-twin Miles Plumlee. I'm also ecstatic to see our "diaper dandies" breaking out of their shells and particularly relished P.J. Hairston's dunk right on top of Austin Rivers. Ooooh it's a happy day. I could watch that on a loop for an extended period of time...

Precious!
Since Nicole and I had a friendly wager on the game, she bought the four of us a round of drinks at Panama Hattie's Rum Bar in the form of a giant rum punch bucket with four straws. We took turns sipping the potent concoction while hanging out by the water in colorful Adirondack chairs. The next day, Kevin went to the Honda Classic golf tournament to watch Tiger lose to a 22-year-old prodigy (how do ya like dem apples old man?!) while us gals went to the Loggerhead Marinelife Center. The center is a rescue center and veterinary hospital for injured sea turtles and also helps with ocean conservation efforts and education. I enjoyed seeing all the different turtle residents, but it also was quite sad to see them with missing flippers (e.g., caught in fishing wire), large gashes on their shells (e.g., boat propellers), and diseases from pollution (e.g., eating plastic). Some of them would recover and be released back into the ocean once healthy, but others' injuries were too severe (one lil guy had not one, but two missing flippers).

Papa Loggerhead
 To complete our animal day (and so the girls could see a gator), we had plans to go to the zoo afterward, but with the weather a bit gray and windy, we ended up getting drawn in by a shopping excursion to the Gardens Mall. I found a great hat for the polo match brunch next weekend and Nicole and Michele did some damage on the apparel-front. It was refreshing for me to have a relaxing shopping day with the girls. Having worked in retail not long ago, it's been awhile since I've actually enjoyed an afternoon perusing sales and trying on fun accessories and dresses on a whim. I sure could get used to that! We ended the day at Dune Dog, a little surf-shack restaurant adorned with colorful Jimmy Buffett quotes that specializes in fresh seafood and cold beer.

For our last night of '12 spring break, Nicole and Michele took Kevin and I out to dinner at Rocco's Tacos, a swanky Mexican restaurant with over 200 types of tequilas, prickly pear margaritas, an outdoor fire pit, and, of course, made-at-the-table guacamole. We spent most of evening laughing and exchanging fun stories while sharing a delicious meal. It was a great way to end the trip, but I was  super sad to drop them off at the airport the next morning after all the fun we had. Come back and visit soon! :)

CBD

Monday, February 13, 2012

Finding Refuge

Lucky circumstances brought my aunt and uncle to Florida last week from Niagara Falls, Canada. They had long ago planned a winter getaway to a resort near Fort Lauderdale, so once Kevin and I moved down here we figured out that it would only be an hour drive for us to see each other. Aunt Sandy was my mom's sister and she has been married to Uncle Dave for over 40 years, so they both were very close to her and had lots of stories about the three of them. They ordered in pizza at the resort and we sat around, along with their travel buddies Barb and Dave, and caught up on all the family. My cousin Johnny finished med school and is now a practicing chiropractor. He's been married three years and just bought a house. My cousin Nikki is due with her first baby—a boy!—next month. I grew up not only the youngest in my family, but the youngest of the cousins, and Nikki and Johnny introduced me to the Counting Crows, my first cheese fries, and summer days at the lake. Sometimes I really wish my family all lived close together, it's hard to stay in touch and support people from such long distances. Unfortunately, we had so much to talk about we forgot to take a picture! I'm so bummed. I found an old one of her the last time she visited my mom.

My mom with her sister Sandy
Friday night filled me with a sense of nostalgia for family memories, which was still fresh in my mind as we continued our weekend wedding planning adventures. We found a venue called the House of Refuge Museum on Hutchinson Island that has a stunning 360-degree view of the water. The best part is that it has a lot more character and history than a modern resort or hotel. Built in 1876, the House of Refuge was built by the U.S. government to aide shipwrecked sailors. There were about ten built on the east coast of Florida and there were signs posted on the beaches for how far an ocean-torn victim had to walk to find respite. Each house also had a keeper who would patrol the beaches daily to search for such unfortunate souls. The keeper and his family would nurse the sailors back to health and saved many lives. I love that the house has a storied history filled with the adventures of sailors, pirates, and soldiers of years past. The warmth, love, and kindness from a family of modest means toward strangers expresses our family values. And I enjoy the symbolism of how our relationship is a refuge from the storm of life. Kevin and I both felt like this place was really something special and unique.
Painting of the House of Refuge on Hutchinson Island
After the House of Refuge we ate lunch on the water en plein air at a restaurant called The Sailor's Return. It also had a stellar view and a relaxed atmosphere, not to mention excellent beer-battered fish and chips. We came home and took it easy that night by watching college basketball rivalry week. 

Sunday we went to brunch with three other couples at a Worth Avenue/Palm Beach institution called Taboo. It was nice to branch out and meet some other couples, but comfortable friendships take time and it's tough to not have that right away. Other than Lois and Steve, there aren't many people here with whom we can just hang out. 

How could you hate this wittle face?
 On Wednesday, I bid Varsha a safe journey as she set off on her African Adventure in Namibia on Friday. Her first flight was Friday to NYC and then she boarded her transatlantic flight on Saturday. She was very excited but also a little nervous because, apparently, there are a lot of stray cats in Namibia, and Varsha hates cats. The funny thing is when I asked her about bugs, she was utterly fearless. She's a funny one that little V. :o)

Go Phil! (with his wife Amy)
Shout out to my favorite golfer Phil Mickelson for winning Pebble Beach and mercilessly annihilating Tiger Woods. For those of you that don't know, I can't stand Tiger Woods and think he's a self-absorbed, whiny, entitled egomaniac. Whereas, Phil Mickelson is a gentleman golfer who is ultra-talented, humble, and plays with class. Not to mention all of Tiger's character issues off the green... and Phil who took time away from golf to care for his wife when she battled cancer. I prefer being a fan of someone who I actually like as a person and as an athlete, that is what a "role model" is after all.

CBD

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Happy Groundhog Day

Groundhog jammin' out
 Happy Groundhog Day! Looks like we're in for six more weeks of winter. Sounds like a great time to visit friends in South Florida!

Man, this year is flying by. I can't believe it's already February—so much to do, not enough time. Sometimes I feel like I can hardly stay ahead of responsibilities and chores, let alone be done with them all and relax in peace. Boot camp has exhausted me this week. I took the night off to recuperate a bit. I can hardly walk, and Kevin has a hilarious new habit of squeezing my multivarious tender muscles to watch me squeal. Truly. Hysterical.

OH YEA! I have a cat for the weekend! Sa-weeet. Lois is going to be out of town, so I get some quality one-on-one time with Leo. Too bad his catnip plant isn't ready yet. It'll still be good times.

CBD

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Life is Good

I found out today that Nicole booked her flight to visit me in March! Very excited!! I am already mentally planning some fun Florida adventures to be had.

Kevin left me a dozen red roses on the dining room table before he took off for Tahoe for a weekend ski trip. It's those simple thinking-of-you moments that I cherish. It's so quiet and lonely in the house without him... "we's normally like peas and carrots me and Jennay." :)
I would have loved to have gone but we are going to Mexico in February to celebrate Micheal's 30th birthday (Kevin's older brother) and it seemed like not a good idea to request so much time off right after starting a new job (which I love and is going great, but more on that at a later date). Although his absence is clearly advantageous for my blog writing, ha.

I went to Palm Beach Boot Camp for the first time today. I think I finally found a "gym" routine that is suited to me. Growing up playing sports, the reasons why I loved playing sports were for the personal challenge and competition, great coaches who pushed me to find my potential, awesome teammates who I looked forward to seeing each day, and being out in the fresh air and sunshine. The gym just doesn't do it for me, especially alone after a long day of work. I don't push myself hard enough and I get bored and run out of ideas of things to do. Especially when I live in such a beautiful, scenic place, I would much rather run outside than run on a treadmill. The issue I've been having is that although running is great exercise, I really need to add other things to my regiment to keep it fresh. I've found that I'm even having trouble sticking to a running routine, so the accountability of boot camp should help with that aspect. Cross training is also important to avoid injury and running doesn't do much for the upper body (which I am totally lacking in tone and strength). My initial experience with boot camp is that it reminds me a lot of field hockey practice without the skill drills (kind of like preseason).


Life is good! 

CBD