So Little Time, So Much Fun!

Donna and Bob have been in Sunset Beach since January.  We've gone to the beach, visited a "doll house," had dinners, played golf, gone shopping and just enjoyed being together.  All too quickly, it's time for them to go home.

 

We were able to celebrate Tony's 70th birthday with dinner at the Parson's Table (a converted church) and drinks at the haunted, Brentwood House.  It was a fun evening. 

 

The Doll House was a place we read about in the paper.  A woman named Mary started painting on glass and collecting a variety of movie memorabilia.  Mary said that the Lord told her to create this....and she sure did!    She shows her collection in small "bird coop" like doll houses that you can walk through.  The only problem was, it didn't look like the photos in the paper.  It was cluttered, old and broken.  But, we had a good time and I bought a round garden rock like the ones I took from Jenna's yard in Lakewood.  It's colorful and pretty.   

We had a picnic at Sunset Beach and were having a good time watching surfers, birds, the water and dogs playing in the sand.  We even met a young man who moved here from Avon Lake.   And then the birds arrived.  One at a time, it seemed, until there they were a small army of feathered fiends.  They watched us....they scoped out our positions, but more than that, they scoped out our food. 

It started with a casual toss of a piece of cracker.  A few of them jumped to get the prize.  The more we tossed, the more birds arrived.  They were in a frenzy.  They screeched at each other, they flew into each other, they hung in mid air waiting for the next piece they could fight over. 

We decided to stop throwing food and enjoy the cheese and crackers ourselves and that's when it happened.  I took two small pieces of cheese out of the bag and quickly put them up to my mouth....out of no where, a big bird body slammed  into my face from the side and took my cheese.  I still have a small red mark on my face from the encounter. 

And, as if that wasn't enough....Donna took a cracker and was about to eat it when another bird dive bombed her head and crashed into the back of it.  As the cracker came out of her hand, the bird was quick to scarf it up. 

Note to all  picnic-ers....eat the food, don't throw it at the birds, you will be sorry. 

And, to top it all off....one of them pooped in my shoe.  Damn those birds!

 

Anyway, the weather cooperated so Tony and Bob got in several games of golf while Donna and I massaged the economy by shopping.  Yesterday, we went to a spa for facials, nails and more shopping! 

 

Tony got great birthday gifts from the "kids."  Artwork, letters and a book, all about Tony....called, appropriately enough, "The Book of Tony."  It's a hoot, all about the 1940's with pictures and facts about Tony. 

Today, we Skyped and Facetimed with the grandkids and had a good time. 

All in all, it's been a busy month, but a happy one. 

Here sits Mary in all of her religious clutter and artwork

One of Mary's Doll Houses

Painted Glass

Mystical Sun

 

Flowers, Circles and Colors

Under the Sea On Glass

 

My Garden Rock

Donna and Tony In The Midst of Thousands of Bottles

 

 

The Birds Scoping Us Out

A Young Man and His Dog From Avon Lake

Who Saw Our Browns Chairs And Stopped To Say Hello

 

 

As Soon As Young Man and Dog Leave, The Birds Move In For The Strike

 

Incoming!!!!!!

Dive Bombing!

Fighting For The Food

 

Our Food Was Safe (and Good) at The Parson's Table

Bob, My Old Man--Tony!!  Me and Donna

 

 

The Book Of Tony...How Great!

Papa Is My Super Hero, Writes Coleton

Anthony, Going Through His Orange Period

Letters Pictures and Good Wishes From The Purdum Kids to Papa

Jenna Sends Good Wishes

Dixie Says, "For Once, It's Not About Me!"

Skyping With Jon and Ellie--See Papa on The Computer?

Sam Makes Papa Laugh!

Zach Can Count By 10's!!!

Ben Explains His U-Tube Video Channel

Face Time With Coleton and Anthony

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TONY, WE ALL LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Eyes of Imagination

 

 

There is  nothing like spending time with grandchildren.  They find joy in the most odd places and explore the world with such an open mind that it's almost a shame that they have to grow up  and deal with "reality."  Every day is an imagination in progress and every night is a negotiation to keep the day alive.

 

When we spend time with Coleton and Anthony, I am so reminded of Ben and Sam at their age.  Both older brothers being a head taller than the younger one.  One being all skin and bones and the other being solid.    The younger brother wanting to do everything his older brother does; the older brother keeping an eye on the younger one to make sure the division of toys, love and goodies are equal. 

 

We went to Charlotte this weekend to share Christmas--a bit late, but with my work schedule, Tony working at the golf course and Tony and Marie's work travel schedule, a simple get together takes a ton of coordination. 

 

It was a short trip for me--both ways!  I sat in the back seat so Dixie, aka, the princess, could be in the front near the air conditioning. It was nice to stretch out and read in the back, but with the sun shining on me, it wasn't long before I was asleep.  I woke up 4 miles from Tony and Marie's house.  On the way back, I did the same, this time waking up as we were turning into Compass Pointe. 

 

While we were there, we exchanged gifts, played games, ate good food and enjoyed being with everyone.  We taught Anthony to say, "Dixie-Pixie," which was really cute and we went to swim class with Coleton. 

 

All in all a good trip that ended too early. We hope to see them in February when our old guy turns 70!

 

Our trip in pictures:

 

 

 

Coleton is quickly becoming a fish!

 

 

 

He listens to his teacher explain the backstroke

He masters kicking

Time to go home!

 

Christmas presents!!!

Mr. Smiley!

Ready to unwrap...

Dixie often perched on the back of the couch or the steps

 where she could see what was going on but was out of the chaos!

Playing the "Dory" game....Oh Boy, I won!

Artistic moments

Gotta wear the smock....

Papa helps

 

Tray and Deuce?  Oh, Anthony and Anthony

Coleton's masterpiece

Anthony is more of a minimalist...

 

I Don't Have Time in a Bottle

There is a song that I really like.  The lyrics are something like this:

"If I could save time in a bottle

The first thing that I'd like to do

Is to save every day till eternity ends

and then..."

Now, the rest of the line is, "I would  spend them with you..." but, my sense is that the person who wrote that didn't have a job in an Emergency Room.

 

Based on the hospital ER volume of the past 3 days, this is how I would finish that sentence, "I would sleep for a week." 

 

I'm not exactly sure why, but it's been raining sick people. Normal volume for this time of year is to see around 60 people in a day.   A few days ago, we saw 102.  We call that summer volume because of all of the tourists that come down when their kids are on summer vacation and step on various things on the beach and have to be treated for cuts or falls,  sting ray bites or whatever.   At the end of each day, my fingers hurt from typing in demographic and diagnostic information. 

 

But, there is light at the end of this long, tunnel.  Tony and Bob are golfing on Saturday, which means that Donna and I will be doing our favorite thing--shopping!!

 

They are staying over and we are going to a new, favorite hang-out, Flight, for heavy  appetizers.  Sunday, is football day so we ladies may watch or go to the Wellness Center to work out. 

 

In other news, David and Brenda were in last week (as were their dogs, Bernie and his new sister, Betty!!)   Tony, David and Bob played at our Compass Pointe golf course and I am happy to report that the Swegle golf trophy is staying in Leland!   David came in a distant second to Tony, but to be fair,  this was his first time playing our course. 

 

David and Brenda treated us all to dinner at Oliver's and then headed up to Charlotte to spend some time with  Tony, Marie and the kids.

 

And so, I don't have time in a bottle, but the time we spent with our family was a treasure in itself. 

 

 

The golf warriors--getting ready to go on the hunt for birdies!

 

End of the day, end of the game, end of David's hope to capture the trophy!!

 

 

 

The champion golfer....home ....right where he belongs!!

 

 

 

A fun dinner at Oliver's with a fun group

 

  

Boys in the hood!

Dog of the Day

I love watching Miss America, Miss Universe, America's Next Top Model, anything that selects the best...Ok, best according to someone's idea--maybe not mine.  Well, yesterday, we had quite an honor.  It was Dixie's 4th birthday.  Tony took her to the Gourmet Pet Treat store.  When they found out that it was her birthday, they named her, "Dog of the Day", and took her picture for their webpage.  Wow...our dog is now titled.     We may have to build her a wing on the house to befit her new status!

But, in all honesty...Dixie is always dog of the day here.  She is funny, smart (I always say it only took her a month to train two adult humans...!), stubborn, loving and part of the family. 

I'm not sure how we got along without her....just think, no one to give belly rubs to, no one to sit in 3/4 of our chair, no one to share our steak dinners.  We just couldn't get along without her.

On every birthday, I recall the first time we saw her and the day we brought her home.  Each event makes me smile.  

Happy Birthday, Dixie chick.  We love you!!