Florida scenery

Here are some lovely pics of Florida taken by my self and my friend Tasha.

Picture from Anne's Beach in the Keys

Drive by photo shooting

Marker 88. our favorite beach front spot in the Keys

Marker 88 from the beach

 Marker 88 beach at sundown

Palm trees on the way to South Beach Miami

My son, swimming in the ocean at South Beach Miami

Asia The Bengal Kitty

Is it weird to blog about our cat? We're all pretty impressed with her, although I suspect she is not as impressed with us. It was pretty hard to obtain our cat, I guess this is why we're all so so completely into her, or at least I am. according to my husband I never shut up about our cat! lol

Our ten year old son had been asking for a cat for sometime. we had to rid ourselves of all house pets after finding out our son was allergic to them. He had told me he didn't mind the allergy, and he wanted a cat anyway. I decided to do a little homework on obtaining a hypoallergenic cat. We ran across some information about the most unusual cat I had ever seen called a Bengal. they are bred from Asian Leopard and Tabby Cats. They don't have fur they have hair. therefore, no allergy issues for my son. great that's our cat, however they cost $500-$1400 because they are bread as show cats.
There was no way we would be able to buy a cat for that much money! So I looked into rescuing a kitty from a shelter. we looked at a few cute black ones, but I was really bothered by the idea of bringing a normal cat into the house where my child wouldn't be able to escape the allergy attack. I wondered if there was such a thing a a Bengal rescue. I Googled Bengal rescue, and there was a rescue in Palm beach, just two hours from our house. I gave the rescue a call and found out the gal who ran it paired her Bengal rescues to personality types. We were paired with a beautiful golden Bengal named Asia.

She was very shy at first, and mostly slept through her first week with us before she started to open up. She still has her shy days where she simply wants to be left alone. but for the most part she has become a fun mischievous kitty who loves getting into trouble. Not really a lap cat, but when the boys are away she  has funny little things she will do to communicate with me;

This means "rub my belly."

 "take the day off, I'm occupying your desk for the afternoon"

"I DARE you to touch my new toy!"

Half awake, she loves the stairs. 

We love having her around, she is a character! 

The bread Bengal normally can be leash trained, they love water, 

and generally don't like having their tummies rubbed, but

Asia hates her leash, hates water, and loves having her belly rubbed! 

Gage hasn't had any allergies since she arrived 2 weeks ago, so we plan to officially adopt her next week! I highly recommend this breed of kitty!

For more info about our new kitties bread go to; wikipedia Bengal cats

I swore I'd never blog!

 It's true! my spelling sucks, and even when I spell check it, most of the time there's a comma or some random quotation in random unneeded spots.  Why I thought it would be a BRILLIANT Idea to go to school for medical transcription is beyond me!. perhaps because medical words are longer, and I seem to like to lengthen my words, for instance, I'm the person who will take a simple word like "when" and turn it into wheghn/wehn/wen... why?  IDK! So there, they're their... is why I swore not to blog, but here, hear, hair I am :-D
Oh how I miss Washington state! I'm so sure I need to work for an airline to make it somewhat possible to get back there as much as I possibly can!
So  lets recap the last two years for anyone who I haven't connected with, and tell a fun little story about how I went from single working mom/ part time Pilates /step instructor, to ending up in Miami on the polar opposite side of the U.S. with chronic "messy artist syndrome."

My son and I were so happy in Washington state. I swore never to leave! in fact this was "one" of "many" reason that prompted a 2 year break with my husband. He is military, was being sent to Kansas, and I was NOT interested in leaving my beautiful green state and awesome life time long girlfriends. Needless to say the poor man eventually swallowed some pride, & came all the way back to visit from that horrid place to beg me to move. I told him, "NO WAY", but in the end, I decided the choice should be up to my 6 yr old son who deserved to be near his daddy. and this would be the opportunity I needed to attend school... long story short, we headed to Kansas with hopeful and self forcing optimistic thoughts.
We arrived in the small town that was right outside the gates of the base he had been stationed. and my heart dropped! this could NOT be what I left my home for!The town was dirty with no charm, most the people I met were grumpy unkind individuals, &  his poor little apartment looked like something out of a bad dream. the housing developments didn't have good management, and many things in the apartment were broken and dirty. to make matters worse they wouldn't let him paint, and the walls were pretty bad!
He had 4 pieces of furniture. An old blue recliner that was given to him by a neighbor, a table and chair set and a corner desk which he kept his 40 inch tv. and a computer chair...lovely! I had left all my belongings back in Washington! Ok I admit being a woman I am a small bit guilty of being a diva at times. But my atmosphere can really control how happy I am. and I was already not happy to be there in the first place. so, no job, no budget, and needing a creative way to cover the walls.... thus, my 1st painting  since I was @18 was born. In fact, I started painting EVERYTHING! I almost painted the ugly blue recliner, but sold it instead :-D

By the time I was done, Everything in the house was color coordinated, like it was the Barbie dream house! (which is probably where I got the idea subconsciously)
I can't say the whole thing was awful after the fact. I found my long lost creative side, and got my marriage back, which doesn't seem to happen allot these days. (self high five)
We eventually were able to move out of the yukky little town and got an adorable house on post.
I moved to Kansas in October, we got our new place in November, they sent my husband to Iraq in January...So as soon as I had re~found my marital zen, the Army took it away again! I was determined to stick the deployment out in Kansas! there would be no returning home and admitting defeat! even if the people were 90% negativity and 10% jerk! I set out to preoccupy myself during the deployment by working in my garden which spread to doing the gardens of many of my neighbors, and worked on furniture restoration in my Garage, My father just happened to live 2 hours from where we were, & I'd always look forward to visits from him. . I sold my projects on a local army wife trade site. It got me through a very cold wintery year until my husband came home, and I was able to lovingly gaze into his eyes and say, "GET ME THE CRAP OUT OF THIS STATE!"
My husband hadn't yet come up on orders, so he started researching the bases on states, we'd like to live.  Florida won! I was SO excited! (Washington? whats that!?)
moving was long and tedious, it took a very long time to get into our new beautiful house, (which kicks the one in Kansasz A**!)
      I have lots of crazy adventures from Kansas that guided me to being who I am now. and as crappy as I always say the experience was, it led me down the road towards creativity. Florida has opened up a new venue to my art. it's an exciting adventure that's just begun! but for now we can just say, I lived happily ever