December 15, 2010
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If you ever decide to venture away from home, by RV or not, be prepared for the guilt trip laid on you by neighbors. I’m deliberately omitting the word ‘friends’, because I don’t think friends would do this. Folks say the darndest stuff. Darndest was once reserved for children, but it now applies to those left behind.
Now, to prepare.
You’ll need a load of “say what?” a whole bunch of “what tha?” and don’t leave home without some “oh my!”
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Because, it’s all about them, not you. And if you call attention to this behavior, they won’t get the satisfaction of making you feel guilty. They should get some satisfaction, right ? After all, they stayed home and you got to go where ever you please.
October 16, 2010
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If you love the beach like we do, then you likely do not mind sand showing up every where. When ever I’ve lived in the middle (“middle” originally referred to the middle of the country, now it also includes any non coastal living…sorry Richmond) I was never in any hurry to vacuum it out of my car after returning home from the beach. Sand on the floor mat drew stronger memories than any photo. Now that we beach daily, we get to like it in every room, it’s even on the kitchen counter (haven’t figured that out yet). Today we walked to the south end of Siesta Key’s Crescent Beach, known for it’s sand. It takes over an hour to do it. The wall could use a little spiffing up, but here’s what you see when you get there. I highly recommend the walk, and we weren’t in any hurry to dust the world’s best sand off our legs.