No. Mexico Beach is not in Mexico. It's in Florida, east of Panama City, on the Gulf of Mexico. It is a piece of old Florida. No big highrises. Just a quiet, Florida beach town about 3 hours from Pensacola and it sits on the line between eastern time and central time. The water was beautiful. The oil has not reached Mexico Beach yet. Everyone is very friendly and helpful. On Saturday, some of the girls went to the beach and another group went shopping. I joined the shopping group. We visited some cute little beachside stores exhibiting various local artistsans' creations. Very inspiring.
Our hostess entertained 10 guests this weekend, all women and all dear friends of mine. It was funny to me to see all of the embroidered items appear. There were tote bags, visors, pillowcases, etc. All items that Cajun Stitchery created for these friends. Her home was gorgeous. She had taken a typical Florida, concrete block house and turned it into a beachside cottage. Her sense of color and design was without flaw. When you walked into her home the openness and bright colors exuded happiness.
We ate non-stop until I finally left yesterday. Fresh fruit with Kahlua sauce was a favorite. There were some spinach balls that I'm convinced are actually addictive. Spaghetti pie. Baked brie. Jezabel sauce with cream cheese. The food never stopped appearing on the counter. I can't remember all of the different food that was prepared and served. What I do know is that I'm now on a serious diet. I do want that spinach ball recipe, though. The weekend was a taste bud festival.
The most fun and most important part of the weekend was the conversations. This is a wonderful group of intelligent and creative women. All are very opinionated and compassionate. We laughed until we were doubled up on several occasions. We played a silly game of Left, Right and Center.
I'm ready to create and have new ideas and some new orders, too. Can't wait to get started.
Have a wonderful week.
C'est toute, mes amis
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