Clever Candygram!

Word got around that Mom's [unwavering] support of the CVB caught her some flack with a local morning deejay. Considering we don't know anyone in Candy's Land who takes time to listen his AM show, not a lot of love was lost. However, we did receive this funny Candygram that referenced Chris Krok's bone to pick.

The caption: "I'll get you my pretty . . . and your little dog, too!"

Got Goat?

You know what they say about he who doth protests [or tweets] too much. Me thinks eww. Or should I say ewe?

Read today's big story in the Telegraph here.

Happy Cinco My Amigos!

If Mom didn't hurry up and take this picture, my half-chihuahua self was about to go loco. What's next? A shot of tequila and a sack of Taco Bell? Actually, that's not a bad idea . . .

I'm beginning to wonder if we've Americanized Cinco de Mayo as much as the bowl of cheese dip. But like St. Patty's day, it seems to have worked well in boosting the economic impact of local bars everywhere, so why not just join the fun and get your sombrero on.

In honor of the Cinco celebration, the Hummingbird opens at 4 p.m. with happy hour specials on frozen margaritas, Mexican beer and tequila shots. There will also be games on the patio which will include a not-these-arms-of-mind nacho eating contest, limbo and of course, pinata bash. But what's got Mom thinking of rolling up her sleeves is the chili pepper challenge. She's got a thing (and strange tolerance) for all things spicy and swears she burnt her taste buds off years ago when she became highly addicted to hot sauce. Seriously, to this day she packs heat . . . in a bottle, in her purse, next to the hand sanitizer.

Wherever you get your Mexican jumping bean on, just remember to be safe, call a cab or Zingo, and buckle your seatbelt south of the border.

She Smelled Sea Shells

So, the cone isn't coming off until this week (paws crossed), so I didn't get to go to the beach. But Cherry B watched me and the rest of the crew and even gave me a make-over (or tested her cosmetics on me), much to the chagrin of Mom and Shuga D's receiving camera phone.

This weekend was a very much-needed, three-day get-away to St. Simons, one of several coastal Georgia jewels. Mom and Shuga joined his family for good times and honest R&R, so much so we won't go into the details because Mom made the decision to switch her always-on mode to officially off-duty. However, these are a few of her favorite things . . .

• Shrimp Salad, Coconut Cream Pie and Bagel with Lox (in that order) from the 4th of May: How could she not love the corner restaurant that shares its namesake with her baby brother Christian's day of birth? (By the way, shout out birthday boy CW! Your big sister sure thanks the day you were born and enjoyed the cake this evening.)
• Banana/Strawberry Daiquiri and Coconut Shrimp with Pineapple Chutney from Mullet Bay Restaurant: The just right combo for enjoying the sweet life on the front porch with ideal weather and company.
• Vintage heels from Moondance: Mom felt like Cinderella when these too cute kittenish heels (circa 1950?) slipped on like her Fairy Godmother fashioned them. She was sold at only $22.
• Collecting seashells on the beach: Because there is no greater (free) pastime in collecting memories that can last a lifetime. And you can't help but slow down your pace as you search the tide.