my pink life, mi vida rosada

Four more nights away from home.... I'm having fun but really miss my sweet hubby and sneaky kitty. The tyre has been replaced. I'm crossing my fingers that we don't have to pay for it. Tomorrow brings....Shakespeare and a midsummer night's dream. It should be fun!

And so did my travel buddy. We were celebrating. What were we celebrating? Katie and Nigel. Who are Katie and Nigel? They are the two lovely people who stopped when I waved them down on the side of a narrow, winding road, to help us change a flat tyre. We rented a car today. It is NOT a compact car, like I reserved. I scratched the door handle on a rock and apparently blew out a tyre, too. This whole driving on the wrong side of the road thing is for the bids. Only six more days of it to go. Prayers would be great. We'll be trying to figure out where the heck to get the tyre repaired tomorrow. So much for sightseeing. Again, prayers would be nice. Having fewer incidents the rest of this trip would be nice, too.

Scotland is amazing. Even more magical than I remembered. And i've got almost two more weeks here! Sweet hubby is still holding down the fort, and I miss him like crazy. This trip is, so far, absolutely fantastic.

Oh, what fun! Boat rides and swimming and playing in the sand, reading and dancing and baking cakes, kayaking and making ice cream and shrimp and grits.... Oh, what fun! Five years of summer vacations.... I think this group should stick together!

New alarm panel, installed. Sweet hubby back at the beach. Friends have arrived. Great day playing in the sand and surf yesterday. God is good.

I thought i'd let you know that the alarm company called my cell phone tonight, around 9:30 pm. I missed the call. Sweet hubby missed the call to his cell phone, too, but my daddy didn't miss his call. My daddy headed over to my house, freshly armed with the alarm code, and the key he normally has on hand. He called back frantic, because the alarm panel didn't have an "off" button like i'd said it would. I asked him if he was looking at the panel by the closet, or the old one. He said, "There's not a panel by the closet." I said, "between the bulletin board and the closet. Don't you see the new panel?" "No. Oh, here it is, on the floor." Ummmmmmm..... Not what I wanted to hear. He made his way into the living room and asked if we had a tv on the dresser between the bookshelves. Ummmmmm, yes. Well, it's not there anymore. Dad, where is Rayen? Go in the bathroom and find her treats, see if she will come get one...

Two of my best friends from college are bringing their families to the beach! I am so excited to see them. We used to dancetogether in college. We really didn't know each other until we were grouped together in an improv class....working on a contact project....and all of a sudden the three of us literally put our heads together. It was.....interesting. Improv was never my favorite thing. I love watching other people do it, but I hated to be watched while I did. That was freshman year. Our friendships grew and grew over the next four years. Christi and I were always stuck together at the barre (arranged by body types, thanks Ms. Joan and Ms. Janet!) and Nicole and Christi lived in the same building. I went on a date with the guy Nicole ended up dating for most of college. We went to Florida for spring break one time and went to concerts in Atlanta. We talked and laughed and ate and danced and laughed some more. Christi and Nicole became roommates and Nicole changed her major...

Get ready. It's long. Let's start with some pink things. Because I like them. These are just a few of the pink things I spotted in New York: A vase, with an elephant included, at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Pink flowers on the High Line, at night time. A little girl dressed up for the jazz age lawn party on Governor's Island. Isn't she a treat? I love pink things! And I loved my trip to visit New York, and Roommate! You'll remember that the packing situation was a little interesting -- trying not to pay for a carry-on bag. It worked out. Look at all of these clothes that I took with me! (And look how small that bag is!) (Also, please don't be alarmed by the herd of elephants in the background. The summer I was 18, my grandmother had the room redone with lots of "color", meaning brown, brown, and more brown....the elephants take some getting used to, but definitely block out the light....I can sleep until all hours in that bedroom.) I folded th...

Sitting in a rocking chair on the front porch with a lovely breeze. Listening to the sounds of the "dock man" fixing up the dock. At the beach house for another week. Relaxed. Not very tan. Not very productive. Hoping not to help make supper tonight. Hoping to start sewing something fun soon. Hoping my mama didn't break the sewing machine, which can be a finicky little machine. Smelling the salt breeze and humidity. Thinking about taking a nap. Thinking about eating a whoopee pie. Thinking about chex mix. Thinking about shrimp creole. Thinking about how good my mama's cooking is. And about how funny it was when my grandma tried to give my dad a lesson on how to load the dishwasher today. And about how many silly romance novels I checked out from the library today. And how nice it will be to spend another week here before my next big adventure. Once the family is gone, I'll write about my amazing trip to New York. Until then, I am on vacation.