miscellaneous beachie things

***this one was written on 7/14***


Our vacation is just about over. Only one more day. (This fact makes me sad!) This will probably be posted when I get home instead of while I’m here. Don’t know if I can talk Greg into letting me stay at the coffee shop long enough Monday morning to connect and get this blog up! I’ll probably only have enough time to get a latte’ and then we’ll have to hit the road. Speaking of “the coffee shop”, here it is. If you are ever at Sunset Beach,you really should go there. It is a great little place and the owner, Jo, and the girls that work for her are all very nice. They make really good coffee and Jo makes very yummy things to eat.

We went to get some more puttputt in last night at one of our favorite ones down here. I used to be really good at it but recently I’ve really stunk at it. That gives my boys a chance to feel sorry for their getting older by the minute/totally unathletic mom. But I smoked ‘em. 3 holes in one…yay me! I won’t say it was because of my skills. It wasn’t. I’ll call it old woman’s luck. Winner was to buy ice cream. She deferred to her man because he was the one with the wallet.

Today we went to the beach (of course) but got rained out before too long. People were actually running to get off the beach and out of the rain. Wouldn’t want to get wet while you’re in your bathing suit on the sand by the ocean. We did leave, but we walked – didn’t run like the rain was acid and our skin might burn off. I was sad to have to take my next to last look at the ocean for this year, but it was good because it gave me and my mom and my mamaw the time to go have lunch together. It’s still overcast out there but we’re having a good day anyway. A rainy day at the beach is better than a sunny day anywhere else.

Now just some little tidbits…

This is the gator that lives in the pond/lake/golf course watering hole outside my parents’ place. We aren’t supposed to feed him or be friends with him in any way but we do feed him. Can’t say we’re friends but we do like to look for him. Luke “caught” him while fishing last year, but that’s another story! He (the gator, not Luke) also gets a conch feast from time to time, if we’re successful in our conch-searching. I know, I know…we’re barbarians. But, “circle of life” and all that.

This is what’s left of the tree outside their front door. Apparently there was a pretty good storm while we were out seeing the new Harry Potter movie!

Boys like “fun-cycles”. They’d like them more often if we’d let them.

The torch is passed, at least where beach umbrella set-up is concerned. Blake decided to take over for Pop. Good boy. See the support he’s receiving from his brothers? I’m sure they’re praying for him or cheering him on silently or some such thing.

If you ever want to find a conch of your very own, here’s what the sand will look like where he is:

Make opportunities whenever you can to sit as close as possible to your sweet grandmother…whether she is 75 or 97.

Having your toes in sand is a really good feeling. And if your toes are at the beach the same time as the toes of the people you adore, that’s even better.