Its another day in paradise…

by agirlandhermutt on September 9, 2010

On my last day in Pensacola, I participated in my most favorite activity ever…spending time with my family!

We started off with the classic breakfast of “sausage” and eggs. My parents served up some soy sausage with maple syrup. My fave! There were also some serious scones involved.

I also snuck in an early morning photo with my Moms. *MUAH!* She=the best!

I decided that for our last day I would take The Scientist out to the beach to play some putt-putt golf. I’m a golfer from way back and used to love this little course on the beach.

We got there and this is what we were greeted with.

Seriously? How embarrassing. The whole course looked like this! The carpet was peeling and the cute waterfall and river that I remembered ended up a little Sahara Desert.

We still had a great time (tied!) and I tried to make it up to him with another frozen delight at Bamboo Willie’s.

I’m pretty sure I enjoyed this little pit stop more than he did. Mmm….delicious frozen drinks!

Our last stop was to downtown Pensacola. We took a little walk past Pensacola Bay.

I could have stayed there all day, but our stomachs were grumbly. We visited Hopjacks. With 64 beers on tap and some yummy pizza, we were all set.

Have you ever had corn on your pizza? I hadn’t either! I’m a fan apparently!

The rest of the afternoon was spent just relaxing in the CENTRAL A/C and laughing with my family. Our final dinner before heading back was at my favorite restaurant, The Fish House. They are known for the gouda grits and I’m known for chowing down on them. 😉

We all got a version of the two dishes below. You stick with what is good, right?

Our meals were OUT OF THIS WORLD. Everything was fresh and tasted so yummy. It was so great to support the Gulf Coast community with some local food eatin’.

We said our good-byes to the sand and sun with some fully bellies and a smile on our mugs.

I have some great memories of Pensacola. I was born in Pcola. I lived there for 18 years. My parents have been there for almost 40 years. It will always be my home and I have some seriously fond memories.

You can take the girl out of the South but you can NEVER take the South out of the THIS girl.



by agirlandhermutt on April 19, 2010

I have a confession to make. My dog smells sometimes. My apartment has a bit of a funk every now and then. I even have a little bit of a stink happening occasionally.

All of these reasons are why I am obsessed with this…

My mom introduced me to these “simmer pots” a few years back. She has a big fear of me burning down my house (for good reason probably) and preferred that I not burn candles. However, because of the smelly aspects of my life mentioned above she knew that I needed something to help me out. Simmer pots use a light bulb to heat up wax tarts. No candle. Nothing to burn myself on. Super easy to switch out the smell! 
Are you a candle person? Have you ever tried these simmer pots? I’m always on the lookout for cute pots and great smelling tarts! Help a girl out.


w-w-w-what?! I forgot to tell you!

by agirlandhermutt on February 18, 2010

All about my Dad’s visit! For the past few years my Dad has come to visit me during the weekend of the Avon Walk. We always have a great time, but because of the time commitment the walk took we rarely had much time for just “hanging out”. Enter my mom. She gave my Dad a fun trip to visit at the beginning of February! Complete with a trip to snowmobile. How great is that?! Big thanks to Mum!

Anywho…my dad came to visit. Our weekend was full of eating great food, doing fun outdoor things, and tons of laughing.

We started off with a trip to North Conway, NH.

First thing on the agenda? Snowshoeing at Great Glen Trails.

The views of the White Moutains were absolutely gorgeous! Uber cold, but totally awesome scenery.
As always, I learn something new every time I am with my Dad. This time I learned that my Dad’s nose that I lovingly refer to as “growing at a rapid pace” and “getting bigger as he gets older” is…wait for it…the exact same nose I have! I have always thought I have my Mom’s nose but apparently I am just years away from having the same schnauz as my Dad.
Dad’s Nose
My goodie
Wow. Just wow. 😉
After a long day of snowshoeing, Dad and I hit up Flatbread Pizza Company for some pizza and wine. Their pizza is made of organic and local products and cooked in a wood fired oven. Have you ever enjoyed goat cheese on your pizza? Well, I’m just saying you should. Do it! Do it now! Kidding…at least wait until you finish reading this blog.
Can you spy the tell tale sign that I tried *both* of the wines?
Goat cheese, kalamata olives and crimini mushrooms…yum-my!

We kind of enjoyed the pizza. I’ll let you guess whether or not the glasses were just as empty as our plate.
The next morning Dad and I were up at the crack of dawn to get down to business and do what we came to New Hampshire to do…Snowmobile! Last year we went on our wave running tour so this year we took it to the snow.
Lil’ Man Snowmobile Rentals had a good deal that let us rent one snowmobile for full price and get the 2nd snowmobile 1/2 off if we showed up by 9a. I don’t think I have ever been so excited to get up and get going.
Our snowmobile trails went through White Mountain National Forrest which means that yet again the scenery was absolutely fantastic, but it was ccccooooollllldddd. I’m pretty sure I got some icicles on my teeth.

Dad says hello from New Hampshire!

Ok, how cool do I look?!

If you remember from previous posts, I went on a little wine tour of New Hampshire in the Fall. Since I knew were a few vineyards were located I popped by one with my Dad to do a little tasting.

Once we got back to Boston Dad and I endulged in a little more eating (and maybe some more wine!) and got ready for another busy day. I had gotten tickets for the Harry Potter exhibit at the Museum of Science for Saturday morning.
Although I don’t think my Dad is the biggest Harry Potter fan, I do know that he enjoyed the movies and appreciates all the work that went into making them as magical as possible. Unforunately, we weren’t allowed to take pictures in the exhibit, but we did take some photos in the museum.
Dad is in Boston AND Cambridge!

View from the museum. Brrr.

In between all of this fun that we had, we also did some hard work. We walked our miles every day, including the 8 miles on Sunday and 5 miles on Saturday. My Dad is a training machine!

Spending a weekend with my Dad was just fantastic. Mucho thanks to my Mom for sending him up this way! The next time he is in Boston it will be for the big walk…get ready for Team M&M!

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