Vacations – 50 Shades of Gray Hair

In the blink of an eye…

Last post was a week until…
This post is a week gone since…
In the blink of an eye it’s over
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Last post I showed you where…
This post I’m showing you why…
In the click of a button it’s forever

1.) Human Fun & Games

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His and Hers

2.) Nature Au Naturale

**“Will ya looky there Junior…them’s called bipeds. If’n it t’were huntin’ season, I’d show ya how to cook ’em real good in lots o’butter!”**

**“Hey Ground Walker! Can’t you read?? You can’t park here! Just look at ’em Ralph…think they own the joint!’**

**“Good grief, can’t fly ANYWHERE around you bitches!”**

**“That ain’t no jet kids…that’s your cousin George”**

**“Jeez Louise…can’t a fella visit his relatives?”**

**“Hey Georgie…you can come visit me. I’m free as a bird tonight. Dinner?”**

**“Whassat? Let me just clean my ears, thought you invited me to dinner.”**

**“Well, alrighty then! I’ll just hop, skip, and a….**

**“Really? He’s this desperate? I’m BAIT not dinner! The bird brain!!”**

**“I don’t get the whole beach thing Dorrie, do you?”**

**“No, me either Handsome. Why hang out in all that sandy muck when you can lounge around with me surrounded by all this love stuff?”**

**“Gee, I wonder if he’s noticed I’ve picked out the wedding bouquets? Oh Handsooooome? Wanna play Peek a Love-Dove?”**

**“Handsome? Handsome? Hmmmm, I guess he noticed…that CHICKEN!”**

3.) Art…Is Where You Feel It

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Fa Dayz

The Serenade

Dune Seating

Local art by Man

Lone Daff

It doesn’t just collect dust!

Doo Dads

Art of a different hue

Whatchamacallits

Plucked from the OK Coral

It tries

A Tree with a Yeow

Lap of Lux

Local art by Arachnid

The famous Yellow Rope Fish

Sea for Two

Lost in the Sand

The Shell Game

I’ll leave the light on for ya

Sharp Dresser

Sun Kissed

Picnic Poles

Hammock Prone

Sea for Two

Pole Dancing

Center Stage

Could he – Wood he?

Shellmates

50 Shades of Grey

Crabby

Brushed Off

I don’t give a Twig

Mission Scrubbed

Stark Contrast

Like I said…Art is where you feel it

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Thanks for coming along…I do hope you enjoyed.

Next time it’s sand and surf, then worshiping the heavens

🙂

One week from today…

Wanna join me?

Lost and Found

Yesterday I visited a too-long forgotten toy box brought to mind by a friend.

Today I found something I’d thought lost when an earlier laptop decided to commit Hara-Kiri.

I love these reminders that I’m getting old…because now when I think I’ve lost something irreplaceable, I can at least hold out hope (if I remember to) that I’ve just forgotten that I took steps to make sure that didn’t happen.

It’s like that AH HA moment of opening the freezer and finding your favorite pair of underwear!

“Ah Ha! Now I remember, I put you in there to help with the night sweats.”

I’m not the only one.

Right?

RIGHT?

Okay, sure, whatever…I’ll just say it made sense at the time and I’m glad all I did was forget I put them there and not that I forgot I had them, or that I lost them, or shit….now I’m so confused.

What was I looking for?

Oh, wait…I found something. That’s it.

I found something I thought I’d lost because I forgot I saved it just in case I lost it because I had forgotten to save it.

Ahhhhh. There…that’s better.

Right?

So…what did the Old Lady That Lived in a Freezer find?

1200 photographs of her ‘once in a lifetime’ trip to London.

I KNOW right? What a thing to think was lost and gone forever!

I was crazy pissed off at my(self) laptop for dying with my magical mystery tour locked inside.

But…I must have had a non-senior moment the day I put them all on DVD, which I found in the last box of ‘stuff’ pulled out of the garage because hubby finally got my bookcases put together.

And imagine my ginormous, humongous, silly ass, what in the hell did you do this time comes spewing out of the hubby’s mouth as he comes running to see what’s happened cause the wife is going ape shit, reaction?

Yup…like that.

Seriously, I swear I’ll never get pissed off when I lose something again (if I remember to) because chances are I’ll remember I just forgot and I’ll find what I lost, or remember what I forgot to remember about where I put it or…crap!

This is too much work. I’ll just try to remember next time that I might have forgotten something.

Right?

Oh…and for the foreseeable future, I’m heading back to London. I’m sure I’ll find something to share.