Observations from the Beach

My escape has passed and now it's back to reality.  My time away had some rather interesting moments as did Mr. Lime's time holding down the fort in my absence.

As I mentioned, Dad's place has not yet gained a certificate of occupancy so we stayed with my cross-dressing step-uncle's house.  Ironically, Dad's place seemed closer to ready as the unc's place is a work in progress.  I think his hobby is building something, tearing it apart, and redoing it.  My room was over the garage.  Here are the steps leading to it.  They were a wee tad treacherous.  The odd-ball half step in the middle requires a specific take off foot from each direction.




Sitting on the beach on a holiday weekend provides a variety of opportunities for people watching.  Life around the beach house allowed for some note-worthy observations too.

Under the "Things that Make You Go Hhmm'" file I noticed:

• Those treacherous steps seemed easier to navigate when I had 4 mimosas and 2 bellinis in me.  Strange but true.
• There is something incongruous about a heavily-tattooed, beer-swilling guy lolling in a pink inner tube.
• Even if I have no land line and only spotty, intermittent cell service my family will find a way to let me know all the various levels of drama that continues in my absence.  (Dead car, dead aunt of husband you haven't seen in 7 years, lightning strike, dead router & cable modem).  However, they will be entirely unable to communicate regarding MAJOR financial outlays.  Simply fascinating.
• If you are a woman who weighs over 400 lbs, who has a bosom requiring a bra that could double as a baby sling for twin toddlers, who requires a scooter to get to the beach, and you are wearing a strapless suit I'd have to say attempting a dive into the water may be ill-advised at best.
• People who have been the victims of bigotry are still VERY capable of displaying shocking examples of similar behavior.
• Young women, if you think someday you may want to bear a child you may want to reconsider the large tattoo encircling your navel.  I've seen what happens in bright technicolor and highlighted by a bikini.  
• I can't imagine ever wanting to appear in public in high heels and a see-thru pink latex catsuit but I think it would be a hoot to go out with my uncle when he's in that outfit.

Critical Thinking

Our high school is requiring THREE rehearsals for graduation.  THREE.  What do the graduates have to do for graduation?  They have to line up in a prescribed order, enter the stadium in a line, sit down, and wait for their names to be called before going on the stage to receive a diploma.  This is not a particularly complex thing.  They've been pretty much doing this sort of thing since the first day of kindergarten when they had to line up at the door, sit in assigned spots, and respond during roll call.

That administration is requiring THREE rehearsals of at least a couple hours each for the behavior the students have been engaging in for 13 years speaks of how little faith they have in the education they have provided for our children, dontcha think?