Florida Cont...

Day two of fun in the sun consisted of the crew piling into the minivan and day tripping to St. Pete's to visit Ma's cousin who just happens to own a jet skiing business.

The children (Dad, Jared, and myself) reaped the rewards of the family business venture. Dad took it more as a relaxing exercise where Jared and I looked at it as a competition. Who can go faster and who is better at soaking the other.

You don't need to ask…I'm the clear winner.

Just thrilled about having to take a test as I wasn't quite old enough to be trusted. In hindsight I should have studied a tad more. I passed by the skin of my teeth.

 Open sesame!

I'll be the first to admit that I need a little work at pulling up to the dock. You just can't win em' all.

A real family affair.

Taking tests, soaking up rays, and holding on for dear life meant ice cream was the only logical reward for such a long, strenuous day.

Yuuum!

We are a pretty easy bunch to please if you couldn't tell.

We slept quite soundly that evening. The gals decided to spend our last day working on our tans and dabbling in a little outlet mall shopping. Overall we were quite successful.

I would also like to introduce our neighborhood gator friend, Gary. Let's play where's Gary? Do you see him?

Frederick the frog was trying to find some shade.

Elizabeth the lobster.

Sun and books. My cup of tea.

Back to reality. Time to plan the next adventure.

XO,
Bee

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Florida

The doctor ordered plenty of sunshine and the sound of waves crashing. It was time for a long overdue reunion. I miss my people more than words can explain.

We packed our sun block and swimsuits and hopped on our planes and headed way down South to Ft. Myers for a little R n' R.

So the trip started off very interesting. I was just hanging out in the Memphis airport, minding my own business watching a riveting episode of Scandal as I waited for the plane to begin boarding. A skinny, little gal sits down next to me to and plugs into the power dock. I look up and oh hey, it is just Anne Hathaway. I did five double takes and tried to remain as normal as possible.

After much internal conflict I thought I would stick to the calm, cool I'm above gawking at celebrities approach. If it was Jennifer Lawrence, it might have been a different story.

Apparently she was in town hosting the premiere of Rio 2 for the St. Jude's kids. And for all of those wondering if celebrities are just like us…the answer is ehhh not really. They wear sunglasses on planes.

One of the more interesting plane rides with this as the end destination. I was a happy camper.

Sorry for the short post, but the Easter Bunny and I have date. There is more of where this came from.

XO,

Bee

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The Second Line

This last weekend my brother drifted on over to Memphis for some brother sister bonding. It's hard to believe that for the greater part of my early years he hated me.

Saturday I made Jared put down the chocolate donuts and we headed over to Midtown to dine at Memphis' newest restaurant, The Second Line. I had tested the waters for Kelly English's newest venture a week before at book club and was pleasantly surprised after mixed reviews. The atmosphere and cuisine called for round two and worthy of a blog post.

This is your ewwy gooey, delicious, greasy paws, New Orleans kind of chow. Who doesn't love a poboy packed with flavor served with all the fixins'? 

The restaurant is nestled in Midtown disguised as an old home. As soon as those doors swing open you feel right at home with the bustling of the bar and old friends catching up over some good grub. The space is filled with old wood, aged brick, vintage light fixtures, and copper accents. I have never been to Louisiana, but I strangely felt transported to a local eatery deep in the heart of New Orleans.

It was a packed house, giving us a solid excuse to blow off time at the bar.

Obsessed with the copper countertops.

 Somebody was hungry. I have to say the wait was a tad bit on the long side.

 For starters, Gulf shrimp bathed in some delectable bbq-type sauce.

We were drowning our bread in this stuff. So good!

Please feed us...

 Jared got the Johnny snack poboy - ham + cheese with gravy.

 And a side of perfectly, crisp fries.

I had the oh so traditional New Orleans staple, roast white oaks pasture beef with gravy + swiss. Oh and onion rings, for the ticker.

Blazing hot!

Thank heavens for towels which was far better served than some flimsy paper napkin.

Clean plate club.

This is the, I ate way too much face.

 Nap time?

Happy to be your taste tester. Until next time.

XO,
Bee

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