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Updates on me and this is my mega -clean weekend. Because it’s cool out and I motivated. That’s why I am not going to Gasparilla. I live 9 minutes the beach.

I woke up this morning and I thought back to my four years ago

June 2014 is when we moved from South Tampa to Our community, Seminole , which is 12 miles north of Saint Petersburg.

I thought the world had ended. South Tampa and the Gandy Boulevard area is where we lived for 16 long years. We rented for 16 long years. Its a very different atmosphere and very very severe yuppie and it’s a whole different mindset. I joke now that they’ll have yuppie -itis.

If you don’t live here you really can’t grasp what it’s like. If you live in the main drag of the parade you have about a half 1 million people rolling across your street drunk and in pirate costumes.That’s so South Tampa. You’re so selfsouth Tampa if everyone is in marketing it has no real regard for anyone else. They do but as long as someone else is watching. I miss it and I don’t miss it. I miss the part that’s where you live next-door to city councilman what I used to think were movers and shakers.

Over here near the beach, it’s more laid-back. Everybody is into their own thing and usually, most people are not in everybody else’s business. Well, it’s different here you’d have to be here. The New York comparison is deep Manhattan and Long Island. The only way I could compare it.

Watching the parade over there you collect beads and it’s just fun to see how good your catch. And it’s also good to see how much public relations we can ooze from our eyes. And , there is the food.

So, here I am four years later after starting my husband’s practice over here, the house nightmare , no lights for three months in early in early 2015, after the tax nightmare , Scott and his foot surgery and foot cast and wound, and other things I may be or may not be expecting. I’ve settled well into Pinellas County, which for those who don’t live here, is the county by the beach.

No, I’m not going to Gasparilla in South Tampa, we’re not stuck in traffic, I’m not cautious of my people at church or neighborhood in their competition.

Well, the last time I was over there and had to cross a bridge to go over there, was about last spring six months ago. It was interesting.

No, I am going to stay on this side of clean all day. So, while my old neighbors are running around the streets playing pirate and drinking alcohol, my house will be cleaner than yours.

Truth is, I am not stopping until it is totally and completely clean. Pictures are forthcoming ,watch!

Word of warning to those who do go, please prepare yourself. It is like Tampa’s Mardi Gras. It’s a little cleaner, but it’s still like Mardi Gras with the bay and boats.

My pictures are forthcoming of all the cleaning that I did. Honestly, I don’t know whether to do the before or after but maybe we need proof I’m going to go till 11 o’clock tonight until I’m done.


And catching up here, I’ve been sick with a cold for the last three days. I want to the woman’s event that was more than about Planned Parenthood. Trust me, it was not just about that and abortion. It was about real issues for human beings. It was against greed and other things like that. I don’t see how anyone could be Christian support a man who’s been married three times, well you know where this is going I can’t support this man who has a fake conversion.


So Oh yeah, I’m two pants sizes smaller. I failed to eat myself to the big girl store like Lane Bryant or those other fat girl stores. I have no shame about this, and I’m proud of myself that I am now a size 12. I used to be a size 16. I have a solution for people who are a little heavy, don’t put it in your mouth. I buy a whole lot of food and snacks and goodies over the Christmas break. That’s how I lost weight. I also started walking with my dog a local trail.

My goal is to actually get the size 10 or size 8.


I have lived here in the Tampa Bay area for over 40 years. I am a native of New York. The purpose of this blog is to show what it is like to live here and not vacation . This is Florida’s Daily life. Paradise has “moments” too. This blog attempts to reflect my Catholic Christian faith with balance and sunshine and a crack at holy humor. I have a real sense of humor. It is hot here .