I’ve been a little busy since my last post, and I guess a little lazy with my blogging. Several people have asked me to stop in and write, so here I am. Let’s see, where to start?
Since I last posted, I have started playing tennis and have been working on being a little more active. All this would not have been possible without a little push from my friend, I’ll call her Elmer (she hold things together). She is very competitive and we were trying to think of an activity we could do together and get some exercise at the same time and tennis came to mind. Neither of us has ever played very much but after playing once or twice a week for the last several months, we are getting much better. We can actually keep most of the balls on our court now. I’m starting to experience all those “little pains” people told me I would have once I turned 40.
Jay decided we needed to learn to play golf because alot of our friends play and we would like to just be able to go out and hit the ball without embarassing ourselves. We were pretty consistent with going to the driving range for about a month, then we both developed wrist and hand pain, especially Jay. So as of today, we haven’t been out for a few weeks and I don’t know if we are up for the challenge.
We are thinking we might get motorcycles. Elmer and her husband have already gotten theirs, so now I have this peer pressure to deal with! Since we have a college student as of next month, I don’t know when that will fit into our budget.
Elmer and I went to the beach last month. We stayed at the Hampton Inn at South Myrtle Beach. Just a few days of sitting under the umbrella on the beach, reading a historical novel, with no pressure to do anything else. It was great. I will admit, after a few days, I was missing my family – not necessarily ready to come home, but ready to have them come there.
On our trip to the beach, we stopped at the rest area on 1-40 before we got to Asheville and the automatic toilets were flushing before we were finished; I was a little faster than Elmer, because she got her bottom rinsed by the auto flush feature before she actually stood up.
Another interesting experience: we came back to the hotel from the beach and there was a shower near the pool area where we stopped to wash the sand off our feet and legs before going in. Well, there was a cute girl there, about 16 years old, washing off – first, her feet, then her legs, then her torso, and we kept waiting patiently while she continued to stand under it and rub her body, her head and then start over again; finally after about 5 minutes she walked away (as we were thinking all she needed was a bar of soap and she’d be set). We were sure she was on her way into the hotel. BUT NO. She turned around and went back out to the beach into the sand!!!! ??? What was that about????
When you go to the beach you cannot be on a diet. So of course we had to go to Krispy Creme and get some donuts. I placed our order and we sat and waited for the fresh batch to come out. In the meantime we were watching other people place their order and an employee came out of the back and asked a customer “may I help you?” I looked at Elmer and said ” is that donut glaze on her face?” Yes it was. Other workers were laughing at the poor girl but just let her continue to wait on the other customer. Hilarious.
Well, that’s my post for now, I’ll try to do better and not wait so long between blogs. I have trouble with this website remembering my password and can’t find out how to change it to something I can remember. Can anyone help me with that????
CommunityFNP:
‘Bout time you wrote another entry. LOVED IT! Not to fear, the age thing, wait until you are older than dirt (like me). You begin to look at the alternative to getting older and it puts the aches, pains, and temporary memory laps into perspective.