Tuesday, August 23, 2011

My How Time Flies



Wow.. has it been over a year since I last blogged? Surely something amazing has happened? Even something not so amazing but worth writing about? Simple Pleasures explored and enjoyed in the last year include:

Having my granddaughter stay with me this summer was a treat. We taught her about "scromlets" which, in turn, confused the heck out of her mom and dad when she asked for them when she got home!

Going to my oldest daughter's graduation for her MA in SoCal was a proud moment. I actually stood up and yelled, 'THAT'S MY KID!' But I don't think anyone heard me over the elephant horns and confetti poppers.



After two years of living in paradise, we finally went out on the Bay. A whale-watching trip..which seemed anticlimatic. I mean, a fluke? That's what I get to see? A fluke? You could tell we were all excited the first time, but jaded by the 10th time... we kind of all figured that was all we were going to get.


But we did get to go out on a 65' sailing yacht... wow, that was amazing! I'd say relaxing, but you kept having to run to the other side of the boat so you wouldn't fall in the water. But still. I'll do it again. Soon.


Volunteering at the Aquarium has been a highlight... only surpassed by the wonderful 4.3 mile bike ride to the Aquarium. And then the 4.3 miles back. After standing on the concrete tiles for 6 hours.


The Aquarium has opened its "Open Sea" exhibit. The Sun Fish is by far the ugliest fish in the world. But he seems to be a favorite of the crowds. I know more about fish than I ever thought I would, that's for sure!


Volunteering is one of the most satisfying and rewarding thing I've done in a long time. I highly recommend it.


My hubby and I discovered a jazz spot where we can enjoy some REALLY GOOD JAZZ every weekend. Love it!

And I spent two whole days visiting the inside of every major hotel in Monterey. I like to say that I've seen the inside of more hotels than a high-price hooker. But I might be wrong. I don't know any high-price hookers.

Or do I?

I think we met one at the jazz spot. Seriously. She avoided the whole "what do you do for a living" question quite well. Who knows. Maybe she just thought we were being nosy.

Now, it is the first day of school and I am ambivalent about the whole deal. Not sure how I feel. Hence the ambivalence. I think that is the definition of the word.

So. I've found my blog again. I remembered the password. If I can remember it, I'll do it again.

Maybe sooner than 14 months from now.

Who knows?