The cure for anything is salt water - sweat, tears, or the sea. ~ Isak Dinesen

It’s April, Spring Time, everything is blooming, there is a wonderful sweet scent in the air – Jasmine, Roses, and such.  I love Spring!!!  But, sadly Mother Nature and Father Time began to fool around a bit too much, and it is feeling more like August here.  The sun is glaring, the humidity is bone soaking, and it’s just “ughhh” weather – on top of they are predicting 90s – record breaking highs.  The part that annoys me, I have to turn the A/C on when it hits 90s… I’ve managed to go without the A/C the few times it’s been in the 80s and sunny, but it was dry, and it cooled down at night… not this weekend… a Full On August Day in April… no fun …sweat, sweat, sweat….

I’ve had a terribly stressful week with work.  Not the co-workers, not the boss, just the work alone.  Just little problems/fires to be put out – I can handle it but sadly I was just not in the right mental ‘tude for it and tensed up – causing migraines, sore shoulders, back and neck hurt – I need a massage – a long back/neck/shoulder massage with one of those really good masseuses that gets deep down and hurts you… pain is a good thing sometimes :)

If I lived AT the beach, that would be a different story… run outside… jump into the ice cold Atlantic, take a nice long walk, or relax on your veranda, sipping Mojitos (or Mint Juleps, for those who like bourbon, whisky based drinks, I don’t… shudder) and watching for dolphin or whales…

I could handle it if I were living on the dunes in this DREAM home… I love that they have the glass porches everywhere with balconies… so no matter the weather, the uninterrupted view of the Atlantic Ocean and beaches is there for the peace of mind… I find the beach being such a healing place…

I remember when I first moved to this area and took the baby to the beach.  I was a young housewife for a very short time when we first moved to Florida.  So, I’d pack up the car with beach stuff, grab the baby, a cooler, and head off to the beach by myself.  For hours, he and I would sit in the sand and play… he was so cute, so chubby, and so very fair… I had to always have the big beach umbrella over him – and thanks to mobile, foldable, light weight playpens, I could set it up under the umbrella and he could sit there safely while I laid on a towel sunning… I miss those days – miss them very much. 

Love to walk on the beach… one of those famous and overused “things I like to do” on single sites, or bios, is “walks on the beach”… I do like to walk on the beach, because I love to find seashells, see all the different birds, and ocean life – and the people watching is fun too.  I find a walk on the beach is soothing to the soul, the air, the sound, it’s wonderful… the last walk I took was with Lefty on an overcast and windy Sunday afternoon – I wore a big blister on my foot – it’s still there… though going away – not hurting…

You can tell who is Lefty – she’s the brown one – who loves the sun!!!!! LOL  I’m the White Pasty Cracker!!!!

Got to watch where you are walking these past few weeks or so – the Man of War and other Jellyfish are hatching/breeding, whatever it is they do… they were littered all over the beach – I can only imagine how painful this one would be… One time in the late 80s, newly married to the Kid’s dad, we went to the beach in Hollywood, Florida, and my husband went off snorkeling… all of a sudden he comes back to where I was holding his arm, ghost white, seems that a Portuguese Man of War with all its wonderful hanging tentacles whipped his arm – it was pretty bad, he said it was numb feeling, it was ugly looking, like he’d been whipped with a bull whip, and he had some strange hole/wound as well… that he could not explain… in his hand, maybe from pressing down hard on some coral or something in fear/pain.  He was in agony, I took him to the park ranger and they had something for him – then drove him home… One of the reasons I fear my kid being alone in South Florida and going swimming in that incredibly beautiful, flat clear ocean – it’s deceiving, it’s full of things like Man of War, Sharks, and such… I just ask that he stick to where there are life guards.

“The fire sirens from way outside are crowning me Queen of Migraine Town” ~ Chuck Palahaniuk

I am worried about my parents because their pup is ill... they don't know what it is yet, and I am PRAYING that it is just some doggy virus that can easily be treated once they figure it out, so that my parents can rest and relax and sigh with some relief.  It's the hardest part of being a pet owner, when the pet gets sick, not being able to tell you anything, having to guess... and seeing them get old faster than you... speaking of pets... I would gladly pack up my Habibi and send him to my parents to help keep them entertained - I imagine Habibi would be all over the pup, snuggling, cuddling, pouncing... 

Habibi's newest thing, a fascination over my brand new large HD television that I got myself for Christmas, a television I shopped high and low for - for over many months - and finally found the perfect one, perfect price, and I love it... but then there's the Habibi brat - sitting in front of it, trying to climb on top of it, reaching out with claws and all to touch that screen - I even found him doing a balancing act on top of it!!!!!  OR he stands up behind it - scratching the plastic!!!!  I got so sick and tired of getting him away from the television last night, that I ended up putting him in "time out" - I locked him up in the guest bathroom... when I let him out, he'd behave, he'd play with toys, love on me, but then - then he'd go straight back to the television thing... and again, "time out".... 

I have a migraine... I'm drinking coffee and taking some Motrin in hopes of that helping, I hate the idea of having to take actual migraine medicine while working - because it can make me a bit sleepy/loopy.  I am not a big drug user, not big into pain medicines, because I don't like that feeling... lethargic, but don't get me wrong, I do love me some Valium or Xanax... Actually there is nothing like a Valium.  My friend gave me one of hers one time when I was having a rough day, and I must say, I felt WONDERFUL.  I woke up the next day feeling like I was on top of the World, full of happiness, joy and relaxed!!!!  Temporary fix - helped me out a lot!!!!

So... all good thoughts, prayers, hopes and good will to my Mom, Dad and their sweet, sweet Pup!!!!!!!  I love them very much and wish I could be there to help them in some way.....