Shopping, Daydreams, To Do Lists, and Little Roo goes to Daycare

I noticed yesterday that Tube Buddy, a service I tapped into through YouTube, had given me a milestone award for reaching 800 views on my YouTube channel. That is really a drop in the sea, but for me it was a milestone at least. If you didn’t catch the latest video, the link is in the previous blog entry. I mainly do a real time update in the video but then have a segment of our Christmas included.

Have the next to do items set. This just keeps me focused as to what I want to accomplish next. I enjoy working on the list but honestly life gets in the way and I don’t get a lot of time to do “the next thing”.

This year is going by so fast. I thought I’d have more time for learning the camera and such but I have to remember how far I’ve come. I’ve basically been diving into doing video creation without having a lot of knowledge or experience and learning on the fly.

I put in some Amazon orders at lunch yesterday. Normally I do my shopping on the weekends. I had told George that the new Revlon hair dryer brush was just odd and really too big for my shortish hair. He said order another one. I feel like I can’t return the Revlon one as I think I threw the box away already. The first time I styled it I did ok. That was after watching a video. But the 2nd and 3rd times just didn’t turn out and I don’t have time to sit and beg my hair to do anything on a work day. I’m not going to be spending an hour doing my hair! I felt bad. But I have ordered another that has a brush size that will work with my hair. IN case you were wondering, the one I had that I loved began acting up. I guess I’ve had it for a year. The setting button was never perfect. It would be on high when it said low and so forth. But I could get it to adjust until one day I couldn’t. It would burn your hair on high. I set the smoke alarm off trying to use it. lol I decided it was unsafe. I had given Mom one and told her to be careful with hers. So, I’m excited to get this in and try the new one which has the same brush size as the old one. I’ll give the Revlon one to Katy if she needs it/wants it.

I also ordered this for Little Roo for his Tummy Time!

Guess Who Started Day Care?

Daycare sent pics to Katy and she also went over to see him at lunch. They are not far away from her at all. I know it’s a relief to get through the first day and to know it went well. It’s so wonderful now that they can send pics to the parents. He slept at first and then played.

Ok so this bottom pic looks like my Dad! My Dady’s smile and grin and eyes looked like that. They favor a bit. Katy said she has seen “Pappaw” in him before. The ears aren’t far off either.

The Importance of Day Dreaming

Here was yesterday’s calendar. I do believe dreaming is important. Day dreaming is a good thing! Whenever we have an idea formed in our heads, the natural state of our being moves toward that dream. We just naturally move in that direction, whether or not it actually comes to fruition.

I have a dream of RV’ing one day. Have no idea if it will come to pass as I’m married and have to have consideration of my spouse. I didn’t have that dream until AFTER I married. I didn’t even know it was something I would want to do. But as long as I’m able and can do it after retirement, I intend to. I’ve worked a long lot of years. It would be nice to do this and get out there and see things and do things, write about it, and video it. I hope it comes to pass. But as I dream of it, I watch others doing it and delight in their efforts, and see what they say and I’m so grateful to be able to “go with them”. It’s watching their videos that made me want to do my own videos even though we aren’t going anywhere! But I’m flexing that muscle so if I do I’ll be ready to document our trip. All I do seems to navigate toward doing this at some point in some way. I think it would be fun to be mobile for a while. But I’m good with a home base! I’m ok with not being full time. But I do want to take some long loops!

I also watch those that sail because of my love for being on or near the water! And that dream I can say with confidence will never come true. I have always been intrigued by sails across the world and the love/hate relationship of the sea with it’s hurricanes and tall waves and shark infested waters. I might be lucky enough to go for a day sail some day. But a passage, I don’t think I’d care for. I’m certainly not strong enough to sail. Nor brave enough but my love for this kind of thing, and my day dreams naturally take me to the water’s edge any time I can get there. It’s just a natural thing.

So, my fortune cookie yesterday. We had several from our Chinese meals over the weekend. The restaurant threw a lot of them in the bag. I said when I opened this yesterday, I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or clap. The blue linoleum came to mind. lol. RV’ing came to mind. ha.

I threw the sloth on the bedroom bed I’m sleeping on for cuteness. I’m pretty fond of him there. It makes me smile when I get in the bed. I remember sleeping with stuffed Snoopies when I was a kid. I thought here I am at my age with a stuffed animal on my bed! LOL The sloth was bought as he reminds me of Tugie, which is the poodle in Dad’s lap. It’s the hair and nose that did it. And so as I lay down and night and see the sloth, I’m reminded of Tugie. And it makes me feel like I have a dog in bed with me again. It’s a far reach, but at least it’s one that does not keep me up in the night. lol

This one, Roger, will keep you up at night! Bless his little heart.

That is about it. It’s payroll day and I need to try to figure out how to calm this hair before going into work and need to pack my lunch.

Ya’ll have a wonderful day. Be back soon.

What Would it Be Like to Have Christmas at the Beach?

I have always dreamed of having a Christmas at the beach. Well not ON the beach but in the condo or house by the beach. Mild tropical air, seafood, and seashells on the Christmas tree. During times of distress – you know – pandemics, your dog died, dealing with old dogs, no sleep, life demands, lots of responsibility – it’s a perfect time to dream up some good thoughts. This is where my day dream went yesterday.

What would it look like to spend Christmas at the beach? First of all let’s set the scene. It doesn’t have to be hot, it doesn’t really even have to be warm – but warm enough to enjoy a patio sit and beach walks would be nice. So far enough south you could do that. An ocean view is a must. A nice roomy cute condo with kitchen big enough to be able to feed 6 or 8 and a living room able to sit as many. A nice big TV, and a big huge picture window or wall of looking over the ocean. A Christmas tree over in the corner with sea shells and boats and lobster and all things nautical hanging from the tree. Outside there are palms, with their fronds flipping in the wind, a lure as if to say, “come outside, come play, there is more to be discovered”.

After settling into the condo, with our luggage and unpack, we set off to the grocery store to stock the fridge with favorite snacks, beverages, items for a tropical breakfast which would include eggs, bacon, and fruit every morning, not to mention leftover seafood from the night before. Several meals would be planned for the week, some meals would be eaten out, some cooked in. One meal would include a home cooked seafood meal and another night would be an Italian night, as even in paradise, one needs a break from seafood one night out of seven. 😉

A scope of the town would be made, favorite restaurants for eating out during the week would be selected and debated as everyone would have their own wishes. Pitches would be made as to why we should try this one or that, googling sets in for the competition of which ratings fare best and which have best reviews and character. An assessment of town shops would be noted, and plans to visit each and every favorite. A quick internet search would reveal which was the best of the seafood shops in town and arrangements would be made as to the day and hour to visit, once the home cooked seafood night had been selected.

This beach house has a ping pong table in it’s extended family room area. A family member posts a game tournament with brackets on the fridge. The first few players would be urged to tackle their games as soon as possible so the tournament could continue in timely fashion and winners determined by end of week.

After a trip to the store, the curtains are drawn back to display the sunshine, over a beautiful sea. George makes everyone a happy hour drink as the groceries are put up and fruit is chopped and placed in the fridge for easy nibbling or adding to breakfast plates in the a.m. (Correction to the story as I reread this, lol – George would have already handed out cocktails at the unpacking of the luggage on arrival- he wouldn’t wait til after the grocery run, lol.)

What about a quick walk to the beach before we head out for dinner? After a fairly good drive to be there, and a nice grocery adventure, let’s take a relaxing stroll and see the beach and put our feet in the sand. It feels so good to take the sandals off and put the bare feet into the coolness of the sand. It’s not summer and the ocean breezes blowing across the dunes are taking precedence over the heat of the late afternoon sun. Wait, is that a dolphin fin? The sea gulls dip down for that pringle someone dropped on the beach earlier, and oh, look, it’s a sand crab digging a hole as the wave crashed on the beach over it. And look there comes a few fishing boats heading toward the pass toward the marina. I bet they have had an awesome day’s catch. Maybe my grouper will be on it from tomorrow nights meal? Or the seafood for the meal we will be having on Wednesday, did we say?

By the way, what is our plan for the week? We talk about which days we should do what. Better consult the Weather Channel when we get back. Let’s plan our shopping days and eating in the condo for the rainy days and save the nicer ones for our drive day excursions and explorations and beach walks.

The days are quickly planned and take shape and the night’s seafood place is selected. Everyone spruces up and piles in the car and heads out. Smiles abound and moods are cheerful as the week’s events are about to unfold and possibilities are endless. What will we discover this week? What will we see? What meals will be our favorite? What will we get for Christmas?

So how do we handle Christmas at the beach? What about gifts? The rule was no gifts could be brought to the beach. Everyone gets a certain amount of $ to spend to buy each person a gift while there. That meant we better get to shopping early on, so we have time to get them and wrap them. The gift paper in nautical theme, or in colors of white, sand, turquoise, and ocean blues and greens have been purchased along with wrapping supplies and have been placed in the condo corner, ready for the wrapping. How cool are beach souvenirs for a gift this year? A sweatshirt from the beach town, an ornament, a beachy looking handbag? Oh what will it be?

Darts in and out of shops will take place and gifts wrapped and placed by the tree that stands beside the window looking onto the sea. Seafood meals will have been eaten and meals will have been cooked in the condo. Books will be read on the patio while hearing the waves crash onto the sea. Walks on the beach several times a day will help offset the hushpuppies we had with the fried seafood platter last night. The homemade seafood meal was something too. The Big TV would be watched late in the evenings until eyes were drooping. Sleep would come at the sound of waves crashing outside, enhanced by the iphone app because the breeze is a little too chilly at night to leave the window open.

The last days are coming of our trip, our Christmas was wonderful. We must eat all the food we brought in the fridge – come on – you want that last few shrimp with your eggs this morning? Now we pack up and head home, ornaments taken from the tree, gifts packed, cooler packed with drinks for the drive in, and that extra pack of gourmet cheese we never sliced into. A couple of cold beers are on ice for arrival back home just waiting for the moment when the luggage and the last package is brought back into our home on the home front.

It was a wonderful beach trip. Let’s do it again next year. What? We arrive home and there’s activity in the driveway? Who is that? What is that? huh? What do you mean Christmas isn’t over yet? We pull into the driveway. There is a white Ford truck twin cab and something behind it? What? A Minnie Winnie! What???? You didn’t! You Did! You love me that much? What? A friend had been arranged to bring the surprise to our driveway so we would see our RV upon arrival. I was so excited I couldn’t even get out of the car fast enough. There was someone in the RV. I heard voices and then a “shhhhh”. I opened the door and a puppy was shoved in my face! And then a glass of champagne.

Did it have the off grid package I asked? You know, solar power and lithium batteries and such.

The dog? No she’s off grid alright but she’s very real and able to move on her own.

No the RV!

Yes, yes yes, and it came with the cold weather package too in case you get caught with a colder night.

Is she potty trained?

What the RV?

No the dog!

Naw, not really.

Oh well.

Can we sleep out here tonight?

You can do what you want!

My wheels turn, I begin processing and planning what to stock in the RV. I begin planning when and where we will go first. I easily decide where it will be. I look at my new puppy and she kisses me on the face. I give her a big hug and take her outside for business. I look forward to the days ahead prepping, planning, and blogging about my upcoming experiences.

But first, we have huge mound of laundry to do and have to feed this new little beast that has entered our house!

So if I were to have a little slice of heaven at Christmas time. I suppose it would look something like that! 😉 It’s so fun to have to a dream come true in your head. Naw, we won’t have a beach Christmas this year, there will not be an RV, and there will not be a new puppy. But there will be family, food, fun, a few gifts, a few laughs, and a few ongoing dreams.