HAPPY EASTER
It was an honor to host a Flamingo Magazine Flocktail event at my home last week. What’s Flocktail? Why, it’s when flockers come together to mix, mingle and toast all things Florida. It was also a celebration of the magazine’s Spring 2018 Iconic Florida Edition.
A glorious 64 degrees and perfect March day. A cool breeze fused with the sweet fragrance of ligustrum privits circled around us. Ligustrum plants are plentiful in my front and back yard, even though they make me sneeze. But, they’re pretty so I don’t care. A-chew!
Tallahasee friends and readers gathered to meet Jamie Rich, Editor in Chief & Publisher. The award-winning magazine is headquartered in Ponte Vedra Beach. By the way, it is also Florida’s only statewide magazine.
Traveling along with Jamie were her adorable sidekicks: Ellen Patch (Photo Editor and Senior Designer) and Annie Lee ( Marketing & Promotions). These women are so amazing. They are also brilliant, witty, and hard-working. Afterwards, we all had dinner at Sage Restaurant and a slumber party at my house. Triple fun!
Black Fig partnered and catered the event. And what a spread they spread. Our menu included Bradley’s sausage, Sweetgrass diary cheese plate and fresh Gulf shrimp. It was simply divine. Thank you, Mark Suber.
The tote seen below was a Matt Dean Original. The coveted prize of the event. The drawing winner was Cheryl Martel. Lucky girl! Thanks to Matt Dean for his generous sponsorship.
The gorgeous sunflower centerpiece was created by my best friend, Gayle. Oprah has nothing on me. I have me a Gayle, too.
As a contributor to Flamingo– living in the panhandle– I love writing and pretending to know something about everything. You know I don’t, right? But I do know something about ‘Things That Bug Me’. Read in my column by clicking here: Panhandling
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You can see me laughing like a hiena below. Now that’s something I haven’t done much over the last year. Life tackled me hard and knocked me flat. But, I got back up. I’m tougher than most people think. For anyone going through a bad time right now. You have my heart. You do.
Recap: I buried my beloved mother (she died on my husband’s birthday -April 5 ); my husband had spinal fusion during a hurricane evacuation; shingles-me; flu-him; flu-me; shingles me- again; Kenley (11) head trauma (wearing no helmet) in wrecked go-kart; Alex kills his mother. I wrote about that one -ugh! It forced me to see a forensic counselor. But, it wasn’t over yet. Nope. Two days after this Flocktail gathering my sweet husband was diagnosed with Transient Global Amnesia. Never heard of it? Me neither. It came out of no where. He couldn’t recall names of ordinary objects. To say it was a moment in history for me is an understatement. Today marks one week since it happened. Now he is fine. Thank you, God!
And on Easter eve we sold our house. The very one you see in these pictures. The couple who bought it are just wonderful. I’m so happy for them and know they will treasure it as we have.
So, I guess we’re packing and moving. Only I forgot to think it through. I have no idea where we’re moving to. No idea. Zip. I’m just a girl who figures out as I go along. Why? Because I know we are really never in charge. I learned this valuable lesson the hard way. And it stuck!
Our life has been Far Outside the Ordinary this year. Much like the year based on my book. Even so, I will keep on keeping on. And you should too. Smile. Breathe. Inhale. Exhale. You. Can. Do. It.
So, on that note, here’s my plan. Between my beautiful family, writing speaking, packing, moving, and whatever else awaits in life… Chasing Ordinary will unveil in 2018. Though she may be orphaned and neglected a few months longer, she will be stronger and more relevant when the curtain lifts.
The universe is my driver. I’m simply a passenger along for the ride. And, by the way, so are you.
Cheers, Hugs & Love!
Prissy
Photograph credited to Katrice Howell for my Chasing Ordinary back cover. Maybe, thinking, don’t know….soon!
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