Back from the Beach

Tomorrow marks our seventh day back from the beach and re entry has not been easy. After a week of doing nothing but eating, swimming, reading Harry Potter, playing cards and little else, transitioning back into wondering how we are going to cover our next bill has been anything but fun. Ah the beach - a stolen time when amazingly the refrigerator is always full, gin and tonics are in abundance and there is no rent to pay. All there is to worry about is whether Harry is going to survive another year at Hogwarts and whether Daisy the dog is going to pee on the carpet, oh wait Daisy is at home with Leslie. Perfect! Poor Leslie, had a dickens of a time with dogs throwing up left and right. I think she was very glad to hand the dogs back over to their respective owners and walk out our apartment door.
This year I was suprised to learn that there is another person in the Daugird, Spencer clan that enjoys a little activity while on vacation. Jen Spenc is a diamond in the rough when it comes to some physical exertion. While Tim is barely stirring at noon, Jen and I are planning an afternoon on the sea kayak, which thanks to Don and Nancy, we were able to rent for 24 hours. Phil has some get up in him too and is not averse to some vacation activity. I think I can see a small rebellion brewing - the active vacationers! I can't wait for my deep sea fishing boat, this said by the guy with $6 to his name. One can always dream. Actually Anna and I also had a great time on the kayak, but the highlight of the week had to be witnessing the efforts of the alpha males and females attempting to paddle past the breakers. Mr and Mrs Daugird and Spencer - thanks for the laughs. Oh, I should add that I almost killed my mother in law. Phil and I were out on the kayak catching some waves into shore. The best wave we caught, we physically dropped in on, only to be shot off to the right straight towards little Deb, who screamed and held her inflatable raft in front of her head in protection. Good for a laugh but perhaps not so funny at the time.
If only the entire year could be spent at the beach, in beach 'mode'. We were greeted home by a bunch of bills and too few ways to pay them. Our dear immigration lawyer failed to tell us, amony other things, that my work authorization will propably only come in November and not August as he originally implied. That, together with the absence of my most profitable contact at Piedmont Decorators paint store, poses a real cash flow problem. Perhaps I should add a 'donate now' button. I think a few Ebay days may be needed. Anna's business continues to thrive as she hopes to get some more dependable clients under her belt. She has recently teamed up with a new client who is quite fun to work with and has plenty of work for her. I have been busy learning Flash so I can make a website for the Blake Arrington Music Group, Tim Daugird's record label venture. Flash is cool and I hope to create something good for him.
Anna continues to amaze in the kitchen. Especially considering that our pantry comprises of eggs , flour and milk. Check this great loaf of bread she made last night.

That's all I have. Till next time -

Ben