Sunday, August 25

Life’s a Beach

We’ve been on the go. There’s so much to do here! The weather is divine. Divine, I tell ya!

We went to the races. I had a pick-six that would have paid off in the hundreds but one of my horses got beat out by a nose. A NOSE! It was pretty exciting going for several races, though. Got my $2 worth for sure. 


Played some golf. Cheryl and Alan came to visit and play ponies and golf.

Stinkin’ camera. This is Pala Mesa. It’s inland quite a way and it was hot, maybe 90 degrees. Not as hot as the desert, though, and I’m used to golfing in the heat. Nice course. Challenging. I love the canyon views here.

We have been looking at houses—there are some new ones going up on a golf course. Tempting, and we’re considering it. Well, we’re open to it I mean. We like living in the desert, it’s so beautiful—nine months of the year. I’d sure love to stay home for a while. I love my house but I don’t like that I have to escape it for weeks/months at a time in summer. I’m a homebody at heart.

Sunday, August 18

Beachin’ It

We are at the beach. Carlsbad, California, to be precise. We are staying in something called a Cape Cod Casita, but for all intents and purposes it’s an apartment complex. You can hear the people upstairs. But it’s very nice and super clean, and it has been completely renovated and beautifully decorated. This photo is from their website—they’ve cleverly cropped out the other units and the parking structure.


There is a lot of traffic outside and the Coaster railroad tracks are near, but it’s got everything one needs and the bed is very comfortable.

And it has free, fast wireless internet. I have not been very active on Blogger because we have been gone a lot. And, frankly, Facebook is so much faster. Zip zip done. But I aim to get away from that and do more real blogging. There is merit in taking the time to think through stuff and write it out.

When you have the time and inclination, of course.

Here’s a photo from the cruise. Let me introduce you.

Norway Trivia Team

This is our trivia team (plus a couple of spouses). We  were undefeated and we have the t-shirts to prove it. The guy in front, Duncan, was a high school science teacher and today he operates a planetarium. On his right is Ben, who knows everything about music and theater (and he’s young enough to know the new stuff). Jim has sports nailed, and I just know obscure weird stuff—like knowing that thing you used to use to use to measure your feet is called a Brannock Device--I saved the day once with that bit of useless trivia. And so on it goes, around the table—we have a nurse, a Shakespeare nut, and a history maven. We’re all big world travelers, so we’ve got geography pat.

This picture was taken the last night of the cruise and it happened to be my birthday (the next day), so there was cake and champagne. It was a fun celebration. You meet the nicest people on cruises.

Duncan, the man in front, re-did my Africa CD/DVD for me when I told him the pictures had mysteriously disappeared from the disk and I couldn’t see them. I had tried everything, even bought a program that only recovered a third of the photos. He was very interested in this and kept after me to send him the corrupted disk because he likes solving impossible problems. Well, I did. And he made me a new disk and all the pictures are there. How happy am I.

I decided to make him a little quilt (he was very taken by my quilt pictures, as was his wife Judy, left front) as a gift to repay him. Something with stars and planets. This is good—it will get me back into the studio with a purpose. You’d think, with all my travel and photographs, I’d have a wealth of inspiration for quilting but it doesn’t work that way for me.

In other news, we have a very busy schedule! (I know—what’s new) Darling Michelle and her family have moved to California (thrilled) and we will be seeing a LOT more of them, especially while we are here at the coast. After this stint, we are going up the coast to visit a bunch of friends, we are hosting a family reunion, and we are traveling to Myanmar and Cambodia. All good stuff!

Friday, August 2

Dog Days of August

I love dogs. Especially little ones with big attitudes.

But that's not what today's blog is about. It's summer, and every summer two events happen. First is my birthday in July. This year I spent my birthday in an airplane, not exactly a party, but it beats the year I spent it in the ER. I had a searing pain in my gut like I never felt before. And, thankfully, never again.

The second event is our Anniversary. This year marks 29 years.

I was 35 and Jim was 41. We had the wedding in our backyard, which was largely pool and cement, and it was so hot you could fry an egg on the asphalt. Look at those plastic champagne glasses. We wouldn't dream of drinking champagne out of those today, LOL. 

But we didn't have a lot of money then. The budget was tight. We did everything ourselves, I cooked all the food ahead of time and froze it, and our roommates took care of the bar and cleanup. Jim's mom made the cake. We spent the afternoon "working the room," and neither of us ate anything all day. By the time we got to our hotel room at 11 PM we were pasted and famished. We looked out the window and saw Tony Roma's, and we knew they stayed open until midnight, so we were out of that room in ten seconds, tucking into barbecued baby backs and an onion loaf. 

Today we're 64 and 70 and we're still going strong. We still laugh at each other's jokes and we still delight in each other's company even though we're together 24/7/365. It's like a fine, aged whiskey--smooth and mellow, and only improves with age. At the end of the day, that's really what's important. 

Happy Anniversary, Darling. I love you.