We were planning to spend the weekend selling more of Grandma's stuff... but I think after one of the most difficult weeks in forever... we just decided, screw this---we're going to the coast for our anniversary and that's that. So on Wednesday, I found these little 'bungalows' and we rented #4. After insuring mother had somewhere to go after being discharged from the hospital, and having a Friday that was to rival all Fridays (this past Friday had the distinctive reek of a Monday if you ask me...), we took the dogs and hit the road, crossed the Willamette and drove along the Columbia to Astoria, and then across that seemingly endless bridge towards Long Beach.
So here we are. It's our 5-year anniversary. At this very moment one year ago, we would have been just finishing up our wedding ceremony and trying to get away from the photos to join everyone else for our reception. We got married at the Timberline Lodge... (you might recognize the exterior from 'The Shining'). Like that day, today was a sunny, bright, chilly day. This morning, before 10, we'd already had breakfast and enjoyed our first beach walk. Since then, we've bought some fresh crab, came back here to cook it up with linguine for a heavy lunch (blargh), walked back out to the beach to watch people fly this massive kites while lying on a fleece blanket making sand-castles and playing with dogs. The dogs are so tuckered, I've never seen them this quiet. Flower is draped over the pillow completely sacked out. The only reason I'm here typing and not doing other things is that my husband met someone his step-father once knew, he's out there looking at this guy's amazing 1940s hot rod...
|Some man-tertainment. Gruntedy grunt.|
|S'up dawgs. Just chillin'.|
|Pitty pat of paws.|
|Hark! Doth I hear the voices of children?|
Last night I slept so deeply... I can't remember the last time I did that. I wish I could have trailered Tag up here with us, and ridden him on the beach today, it was the perfect day to do that. I saw some evidence of other riders out today and I was so jealous. But we are having fun despite the lack of horses this time. Next time, Tag comes with us! I'm resolved. :)
|Simon's a digger. It's what he does.|
It turns out while Hubbs and I were lying on the windy beach being silly--see below:
my eldest sister was doing her deepest dive ever off the coast of Florida, and while she was down there, her boyfriend (whose birthday they were celebrating with this deep dive) wrote "Will You Marry Me" on his slate. My sister said she just started laughing, and they thought she was suffering from narcosis for a second--and she said they were breathing helium, so she sounded like a chimpmunk laughing...) anyway... they posted this awesome video of them when they came out of the water:
Cute huh? Congratulations sis. :)