Day 10

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¬† I didn’t go on the beach today.¬† I know!¬† Very sad.¬† However, in my defense, it was pretty cool here today.¬† As in, 10 degrees Celsius, and *very* windy.¬† People here were wearing touques, no word of a lie.¬† We were watching, amused, as a construction worker who was in charge of guiding traffic was trying to arrange his touque under his hardhat.¬† We had a good few minutes waiting to watch the hilarity.¬† It really was quite chilly though, especially considering two days before, I was getting a sunburn.

¬† In the morning, I went for a brunch cr√™pe at Julio’s, and chatted with him for a bit.¬† You Are Always On My Mind, sung by Elvis was playing, and¬†Julio sang a little as he prepared.¬† So entertaining ūüôā The cr√™pe was delicious of course……

¬† We went shopping today and I bought a few little things.¬† After, we went to Crabby Bill’s for my second crabs’ legs meal, and it was even better than the first….. actually quite a bit better.¬† The original location is still my fave.¬† On the drive back we saw quite a few of the rich rich people’s houses/mansions with their backyards on the beach facing the water…… it’s rumoured Tom Cruise had a home in that area, so we always joke about going to see if he’s still got his Christmas lights up.

¬† Somehow those seemingly few activities took up our entire day.¬† Tonight we might be off to play some pool, but we’ll see.¬† I have to get working on my applications so we might be tied up doing that instead.¬† Anyway, have a good night folks!

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Day 4

¬† Today we went golfing!¬† I didn’t do so badly, but had a couple rotten holes and ended with a 43….. still not a bad score if it mattered to me¬† haha¬†¬† ūüėČ

¬† What was neat though were the little bonuses on the course: there was a roseate spoonbill hangin out on Hole 6, a tree with a large, active bees’ nest, and that tree itself was neat because it had some sort of hanging tubers that had lumps that appeared to open into a flower….. very very strange.¬† Wow!¬† Just out of curiosity (and not expecting such a quick result), I did a quick search for “tropical tree”, went to the first site, and guessed at a name that might fit — sausage tree.¬† http://mgonline.com/Sausage_Tree.html¬† Would you believe it?¬† I think¬†it may have actually been that kind of tree!¬† Ahh, the internet is a wonderful thing.

¬† After golfing, we went to our friends’ place for a pizza lunch.¬† Very tasty, very fun.¬† I had a tickle in my throat that I couldn’t get rid of though, so I was going nuts trying not to cough every two seconds.¬† A couple funny jokes were told, let me see if I can remember any.

¬† Two men got up to the gates of Heaven and were addressed by Saint Peter.¬† Saint Peter asked the first man, dressed in a leather jacket, shades, and slicked back hair, “…..and who are you?”¬† The man replied, “I’m Derek Smith, and I’ve been a pilot for 31 years.”¬† Saint Peter looks at his list, exclaims, “Ah!¬† There you are,” and gives him a golden staff, a silk robe, and lets him through the gates.¬† The second man walks up to Saint Peter and is also asked who he is, to which he replies, “I’m John Brown, and I’ve been a priest for¬†31 years.”¬† Saint Peter consults his list, exclaims, “Ah!¬† There you are,” and gives him a wooden staff, and a cotton robe.¬† The man pauses a moment, then asks, “Why, Saint Peter, I can’t help but notice a discrepancy here….. that man was a pilot and got a golden staff and a silk robe, while I was a priest and only got a wooden staff and a cotton robe!”¬† Saint Peter replies, “Ah, yes.¬† Well, here in Heaven, we go by results.¬† You were¬†a priest, and have made people fall asleep for 31 years,¬†but he was a pilot and made people pray!”

hee hee.¬†¬†¬† ūüôā

Day 3

Gorgeous day today.¬† It started off cloudy (my dad and I were going to go fishing but since it was cloudy, they decided to let me sleep in instead haha), but it was still fairly warm, and then the sun worked its way out and it became quite warm.¬† We went and did a few errands while it was still a bit overcast, and my mom and I played some tennis.¬† The sun came out during our 15 minutes (we’re both still coughing up a storm), so my mom decided it was too hot out for her and walked to the library to reserve the new Sue Grafton book.¬† (She later told me she was 123rd on the reserve list….. I’m not even kidding.)¬† So I went and hit against the wall…… man, it was¬†relentless.¬† (joke courtesy of¬†Mitch Hedberg ūüėČ )¬† I love hitting against the wall though.¬† I can serve and not have to go pick up balls for every minute of serving, if I make a mistake it still comes back to me….. it’s¬†just a good practice tool.¬† I did that for a bit, then we went back to the condo for lunch.¬† I went for a long walk along the Pass, well, many trips back and forth anyway.¬† Then I visited Julio at his cr√™perie and chatted a bit with him.¬† He’s still the one making the cr√™pes….. I don’t know how he’s managed all year, unless there is someone else trained and they just weren’t working.¬† I have a feeling the guy with him helping him prepare the stuff may have been there last year too.¬† I’d normally wonder if they were related but by the pale (in comparison) looks of him, maybe not!¬† The cr√™pe — strawberries and Nutella — was wonderful.¬† I wandered the Pass eating it, and saw many eyes drawn to it — one hispanic lady asked me what it was and where to find one….. after I’d passed I heard her say, “I want one of those!”¬† So Julio, there you go, some more business for ya!¬† Last year it was the same story — we’d walk around eating them, and would usually get stopped at some point with inquiries….. especially if my parents were also having one, because they’d usually have one with whipped cream which of course makes it look even more sumptuous.¬† I even got to hear Julio singing a little as he prepared it…..¬†quite the lungs, and not a bad singer either!¬† Elvis, of course ūüėČ ¬† After he’d finished making the cr√™pe, he thanked me for coming back and wished me a good trip if he didn’t see me before then,¬†at one point calling¬†me “princess” — which, from anyone else, might’ve been seen as strange or even sarcastic, but you just know he’s sincere.¬† He’s just¬†the type of person¬†who always makes you smile.¬†¬†¬† ūüôā

¬† After finishing my treat, I walked the beach for a bit, through the water one way, then on the water’s edge the way back.¬† Here’s my daily list:

  • Maddy!¬†and friend(?)
  • fishermen
  • fisherboys(?) with a net of little fishies they’d just caught, intending to use them as bait
  • 2 whistling construction workers ūüėé
  • again, not too many shells of interest (there haven’t been high winds lately, so that makes a difference)
  • a few butterfly shells appearing to be occupied (thrown back)
  • several sand fleas (dead)
  • 1 large crab — live!¬† He was in my path, scuttling around….. man was he cute.¬† I walked cautiously closer, and I guess frightened him because he lifted one of his front claws a bit above his head, threateningly….. it was hilarious and adorable at the same time.¬† I love crabs.¬† Anyway, I didn’t want to scare him too much but at the same time I didn’t want him to wash ashore and die (he appeared to be old….. I am aware they can come out the water normally haha), or stay in the shallow water to attack/get attacked by little kids, so I tried to usher him back towards the deeper water, even though the waves made me lose sight of him and I had to avoid getting pinched, myself!¬† He was definitely the highlight of my beachwalk.
  • 2 kids trying to bodyboard (again, waves <1 foot high…..)….. quite funny actually.
  • seagulls, herons, egrets, pelicans, skimmers, the little tiny birds that run around the shore…..
  • dolphins (well, that was when I was on the Pass — they were quite active today, almost jumping right out the water, splashing around playfully)….. actually I saw a few schools of them….. and moronic seadoers trying to get close and in the process frightening them away……¬† Seriously, let this be my one and only message to boaters: if you want to get close to dolphins or any sea creature for that matter, PLEASE turn off your engines!¬† If they want you around, they’ll swim TO you, you don’t have to be 5 feet away at all times.¬† Enjoy the scene, but don’t ruin it by scaring them or, Heaven forbid, hurting them.¬† Sure, you may have seen them following boats, but that’s up to them!¬† You¬†certainly are not going to tempt them by having¬†5 boats speeding toward them every time they surface.¬† The people on the Pass enjoy seeing them too, so have a little respect for the other viewers, as well as¬†the creatures themselves.¬† There.¬† I’m done.¬†¬†¬† ūüėõ
  • not many jellyfish today, maybe 2 little guys washed up
  • generally not much debris washed up either, actually….. good thing once in a while!
  • 1 gorgeous sun¬† ūüôā

Passed Presence

yesterday I did a lot that will be forgotten
during the day
and upon arrival of the night I sat
within sight of stars and a friend
unable to contain my joy
I don’t care what it meant
it was part of my present

the little questions that crawl
slithering like wily wordsmiths
stab of criminality
inauthenticity
pressure
but I ignore them all
for whatever was meant
was all part of my present

I never ignore the truth
but sometimes it takes a while
and processing asks a fee
when something requires action
it finds a way of surfacing
and regardless of intent
it was all part of my present

if there is a problem with my words
perhaps it’s my turn for the blame?
well, that’s alright, I am strong
I know who I am
and I know what I need
I ask no one’s consent
to take part in my present

moderation is essential
and those who judge harshly
will lead a boring existence
for rules and standards and doctrines
bastardize life
where any threat of deviance
begins the cycle of torments
I live by me and my present

I should not be misunderstood
we all need a conscience
but show me a tribunal
for all our small misdeeds
and I will show you a hymnal
that touts many creeds
so you will see, and thus lament
your state of being, your sole attempt
and every hour you might repent
but I shall bask in my present

why care you of their dissent
life itself bids you relent
she mourns so many lives unspent
tomes filled with these nonevents

the only one you represent
is you, so follow your intent
it is your world to reinvent
and do what makes you most content

now should I like to end my words
with you
right here
my dear
I shall

Copyright L.M. 2007. (originally posted here at 2:15 a.m. tonight.).

Distinction

I guess I was overcome
so cold, so frigid
snapping crisply
I went to control my actions
and found it closed
so I walked

I found my step
along with cranberry thoughts
and I knew I was alone
for the good and the bad
I stomped out the march
of my walk

imagine my surprise
when my eyes grazed the snow
and the indents were fresh
but they weren’t mine
someone else had come
for my walk

oh how the mind reels!
alas I’m not so alone
this arrogance of mine
just wanted to sulk
in its singularity
on my walk

so I rounded a tree
traversed back behind
crossing new paths
with each little dance
to remain with my stance
and my unparalleled walk

Copyright L.M. 2007.

They match my personality

I have a particular fondness for animals that are just a little quirky.  Some of my favourite creatures include:

  • sloths
  • lemurs
  • flying squirrels/sugar gliders
  • grasshoppers
  • leafhoppers
  • praying manti
  • caterpillars
  • sowbugs/pillbugs
  • tiny mauve butterflies
  • worms
  • slugs
  • snails
  • frogs
  • salamanders
  • crabs
  • the little creatures inside butterfly shells that bury themselves in the sand when they get washed up on shore…..

The list goes on…..