Being Trixie

Why I love cold nights.

Philly's Finest Bar(Tender)

Scotch. Whiskey. Bourbon.

These are things I don't typically like to drink. During some odd phase in his life, Joe has become a huge fan of these old man drinks. And has a bottle collection of a champ.

Last year for his 30th birthday we went into Philly for a day of fun. I had a gift certificate for any Garces restaurant of my choosing, and we decided upon Village Whiskey. A little bar on the corner of 20th & Sansom St. We settled in and had some drinks. This was the beginning of our obsession with this bar.

 

I wouldn't say so much the bar. But we have always had the pleasure of going to see Steve. He is a master bartender. A mixologist if you will. Most people think these folk are annoyingly called that. But they just wouldn't get it until you see the work they do.

Raw egg whites?

I'm sure if you were to head out to your local bar and say..
"Good day bar keep! May I have a delicious whiskey sour please?"

You would see that Mrs. T sour mix pop into sight, along with some whiskey, mix it up in a glass, and off you go.

Not here.

It's a 5 minute process.

But in the end..

Yes Please..

No sour mix here. Just some egg, whiskey, fresh juice, homemade simple syrup, bitters of sorts, and a couple of very strategically placed fruits.

It's always a good time when we go. Food and fun is something that never lets us down.

 

Hot AND Tasty.

Sadly. Steven is moving on to bigger and better bars. And this was the last time we will get to see him at Village Whiskey. But If you ever get a chance stop by. It's worth it.

 

 

Wednesday Why I love... Groundhog day.

 

Why else would anyone love this day?

Wednesday Why I love... Fuzzy Blankets.

 

This is a weird post to write. I mean... Doesn't everyone love a warm fuzzy blanket? I know I do. After a long day at work. A busy yoga class.. I just like to hop up on the couch and snuggle with my blanket for comfort.

 

 I found one I particularly loved, and use it every night. Joe uses the who comforter on the bed. Me? I use what I can get of it, and my pink fuzzy blanket.

 

 

If I had to really list the reasons why i love it.. I guess I could say.. It's pink. It's fuzzy, it's fun to sniggle with and it keeps me happy.

 

 

 

Wednesday Why I love... Pancakes!

Mmmmm Pancakes..

 

Who doesn't LOVE waking up to the smell of pancakes.... Forget that who just loves the smell of pancakes period.

I know I do.

When we were little we would stay with our Nanny (grand-mom for those of you who don't name your grandparents) and in the morning she would make us pancakes. She would just use regular old Bisquick, but she would never follow the directions, and they would come out paper thin. I've tried and sometimes gotten close to her magic cakes. But I just can't get it right.

Every saturday Joe gets to wake up to yummy pancakes. I don't let him do the cooking.. He has the potential of messing them up too much.

But every part of me is excited for getting up and enjoying some french press coffee and a could super squished pancakes. :)

 

 

Wednesday Why I Love... Sleeping in

Ahh Sleeping in. How much I love when everything is getting up around me and I get to stay snuggled in the covers and enjoying every minute.

I remember when I was younger... Having to wake up for school every day. Forcing your body to wake up at 6 something in the morning, and trying to get the motivation to eat cereal and make it to the bus stop in time. We would try to make it fun and meet outside in the morning before school to "play" but this never worked, and we ended up looking like a bunch of zombies wandering the street.

But then, It was friday. Getting to stay up late, and knowing you have nothing but free time in the morning ahead was the best feeling in the world.

I don't really have that pleasure anymore. The puppies are quite needy and usually wake me up on Saturday around 8 to go potty.. If I'm lucky (and most times I am) Joe will handle them on sundays, which enable me to snuggle in for another hour of shut eye.

So when I have he chance I always try to steal It, Because  I love.. Sleeping in..

Wednesday Why I love... Puppies.

                             I think this plainly speaks for itself. But If I have to explain... I will.

Now I say puppies, but for Joe and I 'puppies' is a general word for any dogs we may encounter.

Our 3 and their cousin Cosmo.(he's the one on the left)


I've gown up with dogs all my life. They've been a staple in my household ever since I could remember... And after Joe and I got a house, he was also excited to embark on the journey of dog-ownership.(Joe's mom dislikes dogs, or any animal for that matter, so he wasn't allowed to have anything growing up)

Cute huh? Imagine how long he wanted this for...

 

I treat my 3 furkids as if I had birthed them on my own. Gross? Maybe. But don't tease my kids, don't treat them wrong, and don't tell them to get off the couch. It's their seat. not yours..

They live a better life I think I may have when I was a child. They have heated beds, and organic yummy dog foods... Along with treats from mom and dad..

I think I fell more in love with my animals when Gidget suffered a spinal stroke (FCE) over the fall. She lost the use of her back legs, and we had to learn to take care of them (mainly her) all over again. She can walk now, But we still have to manually make her go pee pee, and we have to help her make poo. But, I wouldnt have her any other way. After it had happened many people I work with were amazed at the money spent on our pets, and hearing countless times..'just put her down'... I doubt any one of them would second guess the money they would spend for thier child.

I dunno, if you ask me there isn't a price I could put on any one of these faces.. They're my babies, they're my friends...

and thats why ... I love puppies.