Feet in the sand

>> 5.30.2008

Why have a blog with "beaches" in the title? Why not. As you can tell from the photos and links, I like large bodies of water with waves bordered by warm, sandy areas. Sorry, but rivers don't count. Neither does water in my basement. Really hate that. Northern beaches on Great Lakes are acceptable in a pinch, hence the state parks pass on my windshield.

I don't know where this surf and sand obsession came from, but it's not going away. I wouldn't consider living somewhere without waves nearby. I mean, growing up, how do you learn which direction is east if you don't have a large body of water as a geographical reference?

As a teenager in the 80s, I listened to surf music: Jan&Dean and the Beach Boys. Not too many high schoolers cite the highlight of their summer as hanging out backstage with aging surf musicians. I've since expanded my repertoire to include Jimmy Buffett. Live.

A co-worker just returned from Hawaii, where she tried her hand at surfing. I soooo need to do that. I know I'll never run my hand along the inside a Pipeline in Hawaii (a girl can dream), but standing on a board probably would be thrilling enough.

All this talk about beaches is making me want to plan a beach vacation or a relocation. My next post on golf carts will tie up all the loose ends. Yes, it's all connected. Well, it can be. I just need to figure out a way to make it happen.


None of the above

>> 5.27.2008

I know that referring to beaches and golf carts in my blog title may lead you to believe any of the following:

  1. I've retired from my job in the Rust Belt, moved to Florida, and now pass the time walking the beach with a metal detector, before cruising back to the planned community in my golf cart.

  2. My estate in Hawaii is so large that I need a golf cart to return to the main house after a leisurely day spent sipping rum drinks in my cabana on the sand.

  3. In my opinion, there's nothing like a morning on the links at Pebble Beach, watching the waves crash by the 7th green.

  4. None of the above, Badger Girl. Wishful thinking.
If you chose number 4, you chose wisely. Or you paid attention to the post's title. Either way, have patience, as the truth will be revealed in the next two posts. Welcome, and thanks for reading.


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