I grew up at the beach.
I’ve probably mentioned that a time or two. But I bring it up today because I now live in Santa Barbara, and I have so many different beaches to choose from.
Each one offers something a little different than the others.
If you want a chance at spotting a movie star or two, Butterfly Beach is the place to go. It’s a narrow beach in Montecito where the rich and famous live and/or come to visit. Continue reading
I was away from home all last week, and I’m back now to pick up our granddaughters for some Nana time!
We always have so much fun with those two girls, and I’m looking forward to having them here for ten days.
When I was a kid, we didn’t have summer breaks with grandparents, as summers were spent working. But we did have a lot of fun, just the same. Summer was filled with swimming and playing outside until after dark, picnics and ice cream, and lots of exploring.
Our time with the girls will be filled with lots of adventure and the best part is, they bring out the kids in us too.
May your weekend be filled with summer fun and may you find time to be a kid again.
I don’t do heat very well.
Actually, I hate hot weather. Like, hate it. I have never liked being too hot and I can’t see that I ever will. I lived in Arizona for three years and couldn’t wait to move. Running from my air-conditioned home to my air-conditioned car to go to work in my air-conditioned office was not for me.
No wonder I love living in Santa Barbara so much – it’s usually about 72 degrees, year round. And that suits me well.
I am so excited and honored to be reading one of my published posts for Santa Barbara’s Arts and Lectures Out Loud series. I’ll be at The Culture Club Sunday evening reading my post…#OutLoud.
My first reading at OutLoud
But first, on Friday we snuck off for a motorcycle ride up the coast to Cambria. It’s a cute little coastal town and the perfect destination for a short ride. We stayed the night so I could go hunting for stones at Moonstone Beach today.
Riding up Hwy 1…
Riding up Hwy. 1 – such a beautiful ride
My favorite place to be
Our weekend is all about one motorcycle, two riders and hopefully several audience members listening to my story. I hope your weekend adds up to exactly what you want.
I grew up on the beaches of Lake Michigan and I have been a beach lover ever since. It took me a few years, as in 30 plus, to move back to a beach town.
And I love it.
My beach town
We lived on the river near several walking trails and went out for walks most days. Walking hand in hand we made our way down the trail towards the river and beyond.
The Deschutes River
We hadn’t talked about “that night” and it was eating me up inside.
I should back up a bit. I left out a lot of important details in yesterday’s post. Not sure why I skipped most of 2008 and went right to the end of that year.
Maybe because it was a year of change.
Working from my home office, early 2008
Surviving a bankruptcy and losing my homes was not easy.
Even though I knew they were just “things” I was losing, it was still painful. But, I had a distraction through it all, which made it so much easier.
I met Judd in November, just before the holiday season, and he took me to one holiday party after another. He sold advertising for a local publishing company, and his job came with a lot of invitations.
We had a lot of fun, and I felt like Cinderella.
For Christmas he gave me a beautiful silver cuff bracelet that he had specially ordered for me. He said it was a Wonder Woman bracelet, because I reminded him of her.
My Wonder Woman bracelet
The Highlands offer so many options to visit, and Cairngorm National Park was a must see for us.
The drive from Culloden to Coylumbridge was just over an hour away, and filled with beautiful scenery. Arriving at our hotel, we walked around a bit, had a light dinner and a quiet evening in. I got online and found what I thought would be a great hike for us for the next day.
After a restful evening, we found the path to the Craigellachie Nature Reserve. It wasn’t easy to find the place! Following Google’s map, we crossed over the spot several times from the main road, never seeing a sign.
So we parked in Aviemore and looked up the local information center. Armed with a map, we were sure to find the entrance to the park, and be on with our hike. But instead we found ourselves standing on a lane, looking every bit the tourists we were as we studied the map to find our way. Continue reading
Yesterday I posted that I am making some different food choices so I can still eat Italian food, but lose some unwanted fat also. I mentioned that I am trading zoodles for noodles and broccoli for bread.
I got a lot of good comments but my favorite came from Heike Yates of Pursue Your Spark. She said, eat whatever you want and exercise more.
As if it were that easy! Oh wait, it is that easy.
It’s all about effort. How much effort do you want to put into restricting your diet vs how much effort you put into exercise. I love to eat, so I better keep working out!
Thank you Heike, for the reminder.
Heike is a triathlete/IronMan competitor and practices what she preaches. Check out her FaceBook page, I think you’ll want to follow along!
Heike Yates – Pursue Your Spark
Last year in photography class I learned what a photo essay is and how to create one. It was one of the funnest assignments for that class.
A photo essay is a visual story and my challenge was to tell that story in only seven photos:
Lead photo: emotional portrait or action shot
The scene: set the stage and describe the scene of the story
Portraits: capture emotional expression, humanizing the story
The details: relevant object – be informative
Close-up: tightly cropped, simple shot represents the elements
The signature shot: summarizes the story, captures key elements
And the clincher: what do I want the viewer to walk away with?
I chose my son and his dog for the assignment. They have a love for each other that is beautiful and unconditional, as so many pet owners do. Continue reading
Are you good at laying low, and giving yourself time to just relax?
I’m beginning to think I’m not so good at it.
It’s a beautiful sunny 60 degree day here and the beach is calling me. Since I’m supposed to be laying low and recovering from a cold, I think a slow walk on the beach is in order.
Low tide at beautiful Hendry’s Beach
I’ll try not to look at the motorcycle or my bike as I head out. As tempting as they are, I know I need to give myself time to heal.
Drink, rest, repeat.
Happy Weekend. I hope your weekend brings you exactly what you need.
A week on the road with John sure set my diet and exercise back! Not only did I spend a lot of time sitting, but I also reverted to my husband’s eating schedule. Eating two big meals per day works well for him.
For me, that plan doesn’t work so well. In January I went back to eating the way I have for most of my life. I eat five times per day, making sure to get breakfast in within 30 minutes of waking up. And at 58, it’s how I keep my metabolism going.
That and exercise.
You know when you get something new and it becomes the favorite thing?
It get’s put at the top of the list and you almost forget the other things you love.
Every since we got our new bike, it has been the favorite new toy. And we have really enjoyed it!
running around the state on our new big bike
In January we pretty much spent every weekend on that bike. But this weekend we thought we’d dust off our other two wheelers and have some fun. Continue reading
Things are going pretty good in my life right now. You may have noticed, if you’ve been following me on one of my social media platforms. And, I’m grateful for this moment in time.
It’s not always like this, and I know it won’t last either. I’m not being negative or looking for trouble, I just know life is ever-changing. We go through good times, sometimes not even noticing how great those moments are, until we hit a low and wonder what the hell happened.
I’ve been through some very difficult, unhappy times in life. And man have I gone down the wrong path…more than once. I’m pretty sure I’ve known I was heading the wrong direction and saw warning signs, which I completely ignored.
Wonder why I do that?
Well, actually it’s John, but you get the point. It’s good to be home for the weekend!
We have been wanderers for the last month and a half and it’s been fun. We both love to travel, even if just a weekend road trip, but it is great to be home for a change.
I feel so lucky to live in a sunny warm climate, even though this morning’s walk was a chilly 49 degrees. As I headed out the door, I thought about last week and my accomplishments. I exercised and ate healthy every day.
So today marks my “reward” day, for staying on track all week. Continue reading
Here we are, 10 days into January 2018. Did you start a new diet/exercise program on New Year’s Day? If so, are you still on it?
It’s okay if you stopped…
I’ve tried a few different diets and not one of them has worked for me. By that I mean, I didn’t stick with them. And, if I can’t stick with it, it’s not going to work. So I quit.
You can’t be a quitter!
When heading to a destination, I’m generally the kind of person who wants to take the fastest route there. I even get a sense that I have to be in a hurry, because I want to get to where ever we are going, as fast as possible.
I realize I do that in my everyday life. Hurry.
For me, beach time alleviates stress. It’s almost impossible to hang on to stress or worry when I’m at the beach.
I’ve been feeling stressed these last few days, trying to get everything done before leaving on Weds for the East Coast. I have a hard time allowing myself time to fit in fun or even time at the beach.
Do you do that? How do you get rid of stress when you have so much on your plate?
Have you ever let someone else’s words dictate how you act, or react? I have. It’s not even a conscious thing, more of a subtle reflex really.
I denied that I have exercise-induced asthma for years. Partly because I try not to own a condition, like “I have asthma” or “I have ‘whatever’ ”. I don’t want it to define me. But another reason I ignored my asthma was because of what other people have said to me.
I’ve heard asthma described as a fake disease, or one that kids who need attention have. And I’ve heard this more than once, from several people. I wonder why that is? Why do some people decide that a condition is fake or nonsense? Continue reading