Since I haven't blogged in a while, and since I don't have much to say, I'll just whine a little. (Ok, A lot....)
I wish I was on vacation. Somewhere so far away that it takes an entire day to travel there. I want to feel my toes in the sand, or in a lake, or feel my feet on the deck of a private boat. Yes. Yes please. I want to have enough wine to where my glass is never empty. I want to breathe in salty sea air or fresh mountain air. So Cal air is so gross. I try not to think about it or else I start to get anxiety. Have you ever flown into Ontario Airport in the summer? Especially coming from somewhere beautiful like Minnesota where everything is green and abound by lakes. It's like descending into a pit of brown. The terrain is brown. The air is brown. It's rather depressing.
Onto the next whine. (I wish I had a full glass of wine while I whine too!) I am trying to break my addiction to sunflower seeds. Spitz Cracked Black Pepper to be exact. Yesterday I had some David's Extra Spicy Seeds and they were so salty my tongue now feels as if I ran it across the desert sand with shards of glass mixed in it. The Spitz aren't as salty and they have the best flavor in my opinion, but nevertheless, they still hurt my poor tongue. I am what you call an addictive personality. It's all or nothing for me. So yesterday I threw away my stash of several bags of seeds and today I am a seed free girl. Yay!
What was up with Puig in the Home Run Derby? I had such high hopes for him. I think we all know he can hit the hell out of the ball. The announcers said maybe it was nerves. I don't know what it was, but I didn't like it. I hope he can redeem himself today and be the true All-Star he is. Come on Yasiel, bring back Puigapalooza Por Favor! Sé el All-Star que eres!
Last whine for the day. MasterChef's Courtney Lapresi. I CAN'T STAND HER. I haven't had this much loathing for a person on TV since Tony Vlachos (Survivor) and Juan Pablo (The Bachelor). She is SO CONCEITED and SO ANNOYING and SO EVIL. I seriously want to pull her off her pedestal and stick her high heels in each of her eyes. I read another blog (http://www.stockingblue.com/tag/courtney-lapresi/) where the author calls her "Cuntessa". I am not a fan of the beginning of that word in most cases, but boy does it fit here. On top of that, her choice of lipstick color is beyond obnoxious. It seems that Gordon has a bit of an infatuation with her and makes her feel like the Queen of England. I don't know why. He usually doesn't have tolerance for such people. All I know is I hope she chokes on all of her hate mail. She's got to have a ton of it!
Now...Go take on the day.
I haven't been to the beach in such a long time. I love the water. I love any body of water. Ocean, Lake, River, Pool...it doesn't matter to me. When I first watched Sleepless in Seattle, I was so jealous of his home on the water. A quaint little house, with a nice wrap around deck right there on the water in the bay. How perfect is that.
My family in Minnesota mostly live on Lake front property. It's so beautiful. Mornings are especially gorgeous. When I visited my Aunt and Uncle one fourth of July, I woke early just as the sun had come up. My Aunt had bought me this small seat like raft which was tied to the Dock with a long rope. I went out and floated in that raft for hours. As I floated, a turtle swam by and a Mother and her ducklings swam by...I was in my glory.
When I was in Hawaii, I sat on the beach just outside our condo and brought a loaf of bread with me. I fed the sand crabs as they popped out of their holes in the sand. They'd come up and literally grab the bread out of my fingers and crab walk sideways back to their hole and vanish. I could do that all day. The water was so beautiful, the sunshine so warm on my body, there's nothing like it.
Another favorite of mine is Lake Mead. I've only been once, but it was breathtaking. My parents rented a houseboat and we each brought a couple with us. Our friends brought a Seadoo and I took it out one morning. The lake was as smooth as glass. I rode the Seadoo into canyons too narrow for boats. I would drift really slow and it was so quiet. It was so beautiful. I know I keep using the word beautiful, but to me, that's what water and scenery is. I take it all in. The sights, the smells, the sounds, the feel of the air and the sunshine. I feel so peaceful in those moments.
Right now, I am wishing I was at the beach. Preferably a private beach where I was able to sit under a Palapa and sip ice cold Chardonnay all day long. Listening to the waves crash, the sound of the seagulls flying by and conversing with my man next to me. Hmmm I am thinking somewhere like Cabo San Lucas or perhaps the Bahamas. Oh and now that I am thinking Bahamas, what about staying in one of those private bungalows on the water. A glass section of the floor where I can watch the sea life under me. Now we're talking. A girl can dream, can't she?
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