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Howdy folks.

Did I mention that I fell in love while on vacation?

I did.

With ceviche.

Specifically fish ceviche. (Don't ask what kind of fish because I don't know.)

I also don't know what made me eat ceviche but I saw it and decided I wanted it.

After my first taste (drenched in lime juice freshly squeezed by my own beautiful hands), I was hooked. From then on, we were together for every meal except breakfast.

Ceviche and I became very close during my visit to Curaçao.

How will I survive without it?

I miss you ceviche!

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Bon bini na Kòrsou! (Welcome to Curaçao!)

(Photo courtesy of RedFoxx Photography.)

Best. Drink. Ever. 

The view from our room.

Baby Bliss thinking about it. The water was cold but she swam out to the reef. (See reef in the distance in the photo below.)









Sand between my toes...



Bon nochi (good night) y'all!

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Bon nochi folks!

My birthday vacation was wonderful.

Baby Bliss and I spent a week on the Dutch island of Curacao.

We ate, drank, laughed, sunned, swam, slept, met lots of nice people, learned a few short phrases of a new language (Papiamento), and had an all-around good ole time.

I'm thankful for it all.

It's only been a few hours since we've been home. I'm only still awake because I needed to ice a bruise and heat sore shoulders. (Toting too much luggage through long airport corridors and standing in long immigration and customs lines. Which moved surprisingly fast by the way but a long line is a long line.)

And now y'all, I'm off to bed. I've been awake since 6 a.m.

Photos to come soon.

Bon nochi everyone.

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I'm so thankful for my friends and family.

This has been a fantastic weekend and it's still going.

Running out the door to run a few errands so yep, more later.

Peace and love y'all!

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It's been a beautiful busy day and it's not over yet.

I've been to two parties.

Baby Bliss and I had to come home so she could change for work. I'm dropping her off then I'm heading back to the big city to hang with Miz A for a few hours.

More later folks! 

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So Sunday I had the breakfast date with one of the guys I met online. We ate and chatted and before I knew it, four hours had gone by.

We parted with a hug and kiss and a request for a second date.

On Monday, he and I met at my favorite park for lunch at my favorite table. He had his beautiful Akita with him. After lunch, we walked the dog and shared more conversation.

He's a cool laid-back buy but I won't see him again. In all the conversation about the marital woes that led to him leaving his wife, I never heard him say the word "divorce".

Which is not something I need concern myself with because I prefer not to date men with pets.

Moving on...

It was a semi-busy week here.

Baby Bliss has been working at one of the local theaters. It's a well-known and much-loved production (judging by last night's attendance); she's the dresser for the male lead.

She has grown to love the world of live theater (which I can do without). She is usually responsible for cast makeup but has previously done sound on a few productions.

I've been flitting about, running last-minute errands for my birthday party (today) and our soon-come vacation.

I've also been texting and talking to a guy I met online. But he's erratic at times. The weekend usually tells the tale with these kinds of things. If I don't hear from him today, he's history. *chuckle*

And now it's time for me to get ready or I'll be late for my own party.

Stay tuned for photos.

Toodles y'all.

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Did I forget to mention Friday and Saturday in previous posts?

I think I might did.

Friday afternoon I drove down to the big city to get my grandma. She and I ran the streets for several hours, taking care of business, dining on gourmet fare at Chick-fil-A, doing a bit of upscale shopping at a local thrift store, getting groceries at the hoity-toity supermarket, picking up a few trinkets at the nearest Dollar Tree...

After I returned grandma to her home (well before dark), I made a pit stop at one of the finer fried chicken joints in town then joined Miz A at K's house.

We three sat around for a few hours of food, laughter, and conversation. Eventually Miz A and I departed with promises of returning on Saturday. But alas, it wasn't to be.

Saturday morning I awoke to a text from Miz A informing me that she was unlikely to return to K's because she'd taken ill during the night.

(That's not what she really said but I like the sound of it. She did say she wasn't feeling well, which wasn't surprising because she'd been lethargic Friday evening. When I arrived at K's, she was bundled up in a blanket on one of the sofas, drinking water.)

I sent my condolences by return text and hit the snooze bar.

Actually I had made plans on Friday afternoon to spend Saturday with my friend D. He called and said he had the weekend off (a rarity) with nothing to do. We hadn't had a visit since Thanksgiving (when I drove to his town) so I suggested we meet in the big city on Saturday to hang out.

We started with lunch at a favorite Chinese restaurant then a walk (at the mall because it was so damned hot out).

It was a really good day. I like D (who I met on a dating site a few years ago and developed a friendship with) because he's an all-around decent guy. We have many shared interests, good conversation, he's a gentleman. He's handsome. Kinda sexy too. (But there's no romantic chemistry between us.)

D and I parted around 8.

Later in the evening, I logged onto one of the dating sites and e-mailed with a few guys who have been chatting me up recently.

One of them invited me to breakfast Sunday.

Which is where I think my previous post left off.

And because I now have a migraine, this one shall end here.

Sweet dreams folks.