Forrest Gump says, or his mama says, that life is like a box of chocolates and you never know what you are going to get. I do agree with that. But I also believe that life is like a jigsaw puzzle.
I love working jigsaw puzzles. I have probably worked hundreds of them through the years. But the other night I was working one and I thought to myself, life is like a jigsaw puzzle and you have to put all the pieces together to see the full picture and it can take awhile. A lifetime to be honest.
You usually start working a puzzle by separating the outside pieces and then start working on the middle. You aren’t supposed to know what it will all look like until you get to the end. But as you place more and more pieces you will notice a picture taking shape. There will be missing pieces or pieces that don’t seem to fit anywhere until the very end. In the beginning it’s hard and it takes time to understand. As you progress the puzzle gets easier and easier to fit the pieces into place. You will see parts of the puzzle that didn’t seem to work and then they just do. ” Ahhhh I see now”.
If you could see the completed puzzle, without looking at the box, would it be as interesting, fun or as challenging as working through it and putting those pieces into place. No of course it wouldn’t.
I would also compare this to starting something new or breaking a bad habit. At first you are fumbling around, much like a new baby, and you aren’t sure what to do next. It’s hard it’s really hard. But as you progress and time goes by it gets easier to understand. It gets easier to do.
Just my thoughts on this Sunday morning when I have to remind myself that I am not supposed to know all the answers or know how to do something perfect in the beginning or even in the middle or ever.
The last few days have brought a wonderful kaleidoscope of color to our little area. The trees, which I thought were turning color rather slowly, have suddenly popped out in color like you wouldn’t believe!!! Orange, red and golden leaves are everywhere. I almost can’t drive down the road without stopping to gawk at the beauty. There couldn’t have been a better time to take a Sister Trip.
I think I have mentioned before that my sisters and I take a sister trip every year. We usually go to a condominium in Gatlinburg Tennessee, which is just about seventy miles from us in the Smoky Mountains. We stay at the same condo every year. Baskins Creek Condominiums, we love this place it is just perfect for us. Our sister trip was supposed to take place about six weeks ago but that was the same time Mark had a stay at Vanderbilt Hospital for the dreaded Shingles virus. So we postponed until this past week. We checked in on Sunday and left on Wednesday. The weather was perfect. We did a few fun things and ate at some wonderful restaurants. But we mostly stayed around he condo and enjoyed each other’s company.
I have mentioned my sister Sandy to you a lot. She is my go to for everything. She helps me take care of the babies when I have to be out of town. All I have to do is call her up and say “I need your help” and she is there. She is my rock. My niece Tammy who we also call our sister goes with us every year and just rounds out our group. We don’t get to see her as much and when she is with us it is so special. But this trip sort of focused on my oldest sister Pat, well she’s the oldest since my sister Carolyn, Tammy’s mom, passed away, Pat is a hoot. Everyone that she meets loves her. She is almost seventy years old but she has such a childlike youthfulness that you would never know it. She always makes the best friends no matter where she goes. Pat is the real deal. She will tell you exactly what she thinks and doesn’t try to impress anybody. Her husband passed away many years ago and me and the other sisters have sort of taken over helping watch out for her. There is nothing we wouldn’t do for each other. O.K. you get the picture, the sisters are incredibly close.
Pat told me that she wanted a cell phone, not a flip phone or anything like she had had in the past. She wanted a phone like me and Sandy had. A phone that she could text and get FaceBook and watch TikTok videos. I know, I am a bit ashamed about TikTok it was my doing. I introduced her and she loves it. Sooooo I got her a smart phone. She is not techno savvy at all and she will be the first to tell you that. She had never texted in her life.
I got the phone a day or two before our trip so that we could help teach her how to use it. And I knew her neighbor and good friend Kathy would help her once she got home. I have to tell you she loved the phone and within thirty minutes she was saying “was that my phone?” to see her so excited over something and learn something new just did my heart good. We set up the texting and calling first and got her used to that and then I introduced her to FaceBook. When we started going through the list to see who she would send friend requests to she agonized over many of them. She said “well I don’t really know them that well should I be sending a friend request?” Isn’t that an age old question? We had so much fun just watching her discover all of this. I am afraid we may have overwhelmed her a little. I talked to her right after we got back from the trip and she was using it, and then I got a text from her yesterday so that is a good sign.
While we were on our trip, we went to the Alcatraz East Crime Museum in Pigeon Forge, it was very interesting and I could have spent hours in there. We so wanted to visit Anakeesta Theme Park, but the line and the crowds were crazy and we chose not to wait to get in. Another time for sure. We walked across the street from Anakeesta and had nachos, chicken tenders and Bahama Mamas at the Daiquiri Shak. It was so yummy!!! We sat at an open air table and enjoyed the river running right beside us. It was perfect. And of course we did a little shopping. Pat and Tammy are not big on shopping.
And as always the Sister Trip seems to end almost before it gets started. We headed home on Wednesday and went back to our day to day. We still laugh over our time together and will until next year.
But as I mentioned the colors in our area are absolutely beautiful!!!
Remember the link party I did a few weeks ago and Linked to The Weekly Smile? I am asking what made you smile this week? For me it would be teaching my sister how to use her first smart phone and getting to spend several uninterrupted days with my sisters.
I know I say this all the time but what a week!!! It actually started on Sunday. I was cleaning my deck, unaware that a huge red wasp nest lurked just under one of the chairs on my deck. I was using some cleaning spray and other things and I think this stirred the wasps up a little. Scruffy had come out onto the deck with me and he was wandering around sniffing at everything. I heard a little yelp and I looked over at Scruffy and he was holding his right front paw up and limping to the door as fast as he could. I looked down and there were two huge red wasps.
I ran in the house and grabbed some of the sting kill and started dabbing it on his paw but he wouldn’t let me do too much to him. He ran around the house like do something do something mom I am in pain. I felt so helpless I didn’t know what to do. I told him how I had gotten stung the year before by one of those bastar& red wasps, but it didn’t seem to calm him down. He was terrified because after all he didn’t know what had happened. He probably thought I did something to him.
After a couple of minutes he seemed to calm down. He went over to lay on the rug. I went out to the garage to see if I had something else to put on his paw. When I came back in just a couple of minutes later I called for him and he didn’t come to the door like he always does. I ran into the living room and noticed that he had pooped all over the floor, he has never done that. He also had diarrhea. The really scary part was he way lying in the floor somewhat unresponsive. I rolled him over and he had poop on his belly, he was lying in it!!! I know this is way more info than you need but I am just trying to let you know how bad the situation was. I freaked!!!!!! I thought that he must be having an allergic reaction to the sting.
My niece is a vet tech and I tried calling her but I was in such a panic I couldn’t get the phone to work I don’t know what I was doing in my panicked state but it wouldn’t ring!!! I called our vet clinic because they always have a number to call for emergencies but their mailbox was full and I couldn’t get the message. That should never happen. Just saying.
Scruffy was breathing and there was no swelling in his face, and his heart was beating although it was somewhat fast. I grabbed my shoes and car keys and decided I would take him to the U.T. Veterinary Clinic Emergency Care although it was about 45 minutes away. I called my sister to ask her to google the number of a clinic a little closer I couldn’t remember the name. She was not at home but my brother in law was and he got in touch with my niece and she called me immediately. She told me to give him a Benadryl, I did, she also told me to check several things, his eyes, his face, his breathing, his heart rate. After just a few minutes he was more alert and sitting up. I think he may have passed out from the fear or just didn’t know what to do and that is why he went limp.
He slept on my lap most of the afternoon. He is totally fine, he limped for a few hours because his paw was sore.
As soon as Mark got home we went out on the deck to look for the nest. Two chairs were stacked together and at first we didn’t see anything then we noticed between the chairs there was a huge nest. We blasted those things with some spray. About 15 wasps fell off of the nest. Those little bas&ar*s won’t hurt my baby again.
I am not sure what all Scruffy went through before I got him. He was a rescue and he is very sensitive to noises and change of any kind. I think he was probably traumatized in some way or another before he came to live with us. I will do my very best to make sure this precious baby is taken care of the very best he can be.
But I did discover I am not good in a crisis. Well who am I kidding it is really not a discovery. I panic and let fear get in the way and all reason goes out the door. I get this from my daddy he was the same way. Mark is the calm one and can reason through just about anything. But all is well now and I will be vigilantly watching for those nasty red wasps and anything else that might hurt my poor Scruffy. He is such a sweet gentle soul.
Tell me your favorite beach spot and I will tell you mine. My husband tells me to stop sharing our favorite beach because everyone will want to go there Then it won’t be as secluded as it is now. But I can’t help it I love it and I know if you visit this area you will love it too.
I have been to a lot of different beaches but Wrightsville Beach in North Carolina near Wilmington is my absolute favorite. I was going to wait and show you some updated pictures after our vacation there this year but that vacation may not happen so I will show you some I have taken through the years.
Wrightsville Beach is a town in New Hanover County, North Carolina. It is just East of Wilmington and is part of the Wilmington Metropolitan Statistical Area.
Several years ago Mark and I were at Myrtle Beach in South Carolina. We had gone there several times and really liked it. But this time we took a chartered boat trip up the coast about 70 miles north of Myrtle into North Carolina, and discovered Wrightsville Beach. It looked really interesting. Later that year before it got too cold we took a weekend off and drove to Wrightsville Beach. We grossly underestimated the drive time. It turned out to be about 10 hours from where we live when you add in bathroom breaks and stopping to eat.
We arrived late at night around 10:00 PM and realized that there were very few hotels on Wrightsville Beach. There were mostly beach houses. We pulled into a hotel that offered all ocean front suites. The Surf. Little did we know at that time that we would be coming here for years. Later on we also discovered Shell Island Resort, just a little ways up the beach and we loved it as well. Shell Island is at the very end of Wrightsville Beach. Several years ago, because of beach erosion, the Resort was in danger of totally falling into the ocean. A huge beach restoration took place and the beach and the resort was saved. At that time you could buy a condo for $35,000. Mark wanted to buy one but I would not because I wasn’t sure the beach could be saved. Well as I said it was saved and now the condos go for at least a half million. Something my husband never lets me forget HA!!!
Because the drive is about 10 hours a few years ago we chose to fly and save some time. We fly into the Wilmington International Airport. It is only about 25 minutes from Wrightsville. We rent a car and the travel time is so much easier. That means more time on the beach.
The beach is never overly crowded and it feels safe to walk at any time of the night or day. If you get up early the sunrise is amazing and lots of surfers are out.
The Trolly Stop is a small Hot Dog stand that has been open since 1976. They only sell hot dogs and maybe chips. If you wait until noon to get there there will be a line out the door. I think everyone on the beach and in town gets hot dogs at the Trolly Stop at lunch time.
Which hot dog would you pick. I always get the North Carolina Hot Dog.
The Oceanic is our favorite place to eat. Fresh seafood and live music and a balcony overlooking the ocean makes for the perfect place to eat. It is also located next door to the Surf Suites and if you have one to many of the ahhhhmazing Stumbling Islanders to drink you can stumble back to your room. HA!!
When we are at the beach I get up before daylight so I can be down on the beach getting pictures of the sunrise.
So that is my favorite spot to go on vacation. It may not happen this year we will just have to wait and see. If not there is always next year. I hope you get a chance to check it out I think you would love it. And now where is your favorite beach spot?