Friday, April 9, 2010

Perk up, Daddy-o


My dad is exhausted, worn out. He gets blood transfusions once a month or so - a sort of blood 'flush' that supposedly helps improve his color and help him feel better in general. Tough to watch though...

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Never surrender!


It's a stunning view from the 101 going north into Cardiff from Solana Beach - whitewater, homes perched on the hillside, open field with weird poles? Currently, the sight poles that litter the landscape are upright, but many times we drive by to see them all tipped over. It would seem the community at large does not want a resort to be built - another view spoiled by over development, pollution concerns and traffic issues trigger a few renegade "tippers" to knock the poles down on a regular basis. 5 years of defiance!

Surfer Crossing


Surfing is serious business in Encinitas. I think I read once that Encinitas is the number 3 surfing town in the nation, behind Santa Cruz and somewhere in Hawaii. Doesn't matter if the water is warm or cold, surfers constantly dash across the 101 with boards of every size. 2 different signs warn drivers to watch out!

Monday, April 5, 2010

Tremor time!


It always starts the same. We look at each other and ask "was that an earthquake?" Sometimes it's the wind rattling the windows, other times it can be the house settling. And never have our cats warned us ahead of time. This time, the shaking went on for about 20 seconds - long enough to be pay attention. Lee was upstairs, I ran outside until I didn't hear the rumbling anymore. Some items were knocked over in his office, hanging lamps were swinging, and water was sloshing in water bottles. The dangling little people on the marriage menorah danced around for a long time after. We took a deep breath and a good look around, calmed Darby a bit and went on with life. Nothing like a little seismic activity to shake up our world!

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Fine Line


One of our favorite restaurants changed their game plan. Sage Grill now sells bottles of wine, charges a $5 corkage fee and no worries - you can bring the rest of the bottle home with you. The wine list is much improved, extensive, and very well priced - so well that I had to go with the bottle of Tobin James instead of a glass or two. Lee doesn't drink wine, so my bottle and I were quite alone. I debated over ordering the entire bottle - in my head I was crossing some imaginary fine line. One sip later, I was fine.

Long live the Fern Twins


And this is the last I will write of my ferny friends...

Friday, April 2, 2010

Defeated


I was born blind as a bat - glasses from second grade on. Vanity made me "forget" my glasses quite a bit in junior high and I became used to living in a fuzzy world. Contacts restored my sense of sight and vanity in high school and I became a reluctant slave to solutions, drops, lubricants. Fast forward to lasik eye surgery in 2004 - one of the best decisions of my life. 20 minutes later, I could see the time from across the room. I woke poor Lee up 10 times that night "Hey, it's 11:54" "Hey, it's 1:47" Hey, it's 2:09". A week later, I gleefully donated contacts, glasses, and solution to the Lion's Club and went about my life with perfect vision. Fast forward to yesterday. The doctors had told me Lasik doesn't last forever, and sadly, they were right. I had become used to living in a fuzzy world once again. I've become a reluctant slave to all those liquids, this time with a feeling of absolute defeat. Well, not a total loss- I still don't need reading glasses!