Un-Beach Bound…

It’s official…I just made the decision…I’m not going to the beach this year…Jane Carrolland…I’m excited about it…

I know…that sounds crazy…and for those of you who know me…you know…I’ve been looking forward to my beach trip…and…until this morning…you probably couldn’t have talked me out of it…without quite a struggle…

So what happened…well…honestly…this morning as I sat contemplating the trip…I realized…that what had started out as a relaxing trip to visit with friends…had morphed into something that I was dreading…not because I don’t want to see my friends…not that I don’t want to wiggle my toes in the sand…but…honestly…my life has more moving pieces than it did…and…I’m tired…

And…while that may or may not make sense to anyone else…Bertha…has been teaching me for several years now…to choose what feels best…and…that’s exactly what I’m doing…

This year…it feels better…to stay home…than to go…the thoughts for driving twelve hours roundtrip to stay for two days…no longer has the appeal it did when I originally made plans…

And…thankfully…I found a bag full of sand that I brought back from the beach last year…maybe…just maybe…I’ll wiggle my toes in it…

Jane

Priceless…

It’s been a fun week at the beach…with my daughters and granddaughters…we’ve laughed…we’ve cried…I won’t say who did what…we’ve eaten good food…and we know a couple of places we won’t be returning to next year…

I’ve blogged some days…and some days…it just wasn’t in me…I wrote…and…rewrote the opening for a novel…I stuck to my crazy dietary restrictions…proving once and for all…I am stronger than a pop tart…or a cookie…or…any of the other delicacies that come with children…

I sat on the beach under a super moon…sparkling on the Gulf…and basked in its glory…I watched equally glorious sunsets over the bay…I took pictures of all of it…I made a video of the waves…which I think I’ll enjoy for years to come…

But…most importantly…I got a new name…Grammy Crackers…and that as…Bertha…says…is…priceless…

Grammy Crackers