North Carolina Beach Vacation

Last week the hubs and I took off for vacation. We love to go to Wrightsville Beach near Wilmington North Carolina. It is our favorite vacation spot. This is how it went:

We woke up last Tuesday, the first morning of vacation, realizing we had forgotten to buy coffee. What??? wait let me go back to the day before on Monday and our ten hour, terrible traffic, road work delays, torrential rain, butt numbing road trip. Normally when we do our beach vacation to our beloved beach, we start out on Sunday morning and the traffic is fairly light. We hadn’t been there in four years because of other trips and covid and etc etc. The last few times we had gone we chose to fly because it gave us more beach time. I guess we had forgotten how grueling and never ending the ten hour drive could be.

First we had to start on Monday because it was Mark’s long weekend to work. They are so short staffed he was barely able to get an entire week off. We didn’t choose to fly this time because we had heard of all the nightmare delays and no rental cars. So we decided to do the drive. We meant to leave out at 6:30 AM but we were delayed a little and didn’t get started until almost 7:30. I mean after all I did have to spend a little extra time snuggling the babies and arranging food for them. Molly and Scruffy had already been taken to a couple of family members for the week. Also Mark couldn’t find his wallet after we packed the car so we spent some time backtracking. He finally found it in the back seat. Take into account it was Monday and not Sunday and lots of traffic to deal with especially near Knoxville because it was morning rush hour. So it is no wonder when we rolled into the grocery store for supplies, after we arrived at the beach, we forgot the coffee. Not to mention we were in the middle of a terrible thunderstorm and coastal flooding was predicted. It rained and rained.

We arrived in the rain.

Luckily I brought a ton of knitting and my laptop and several books. So I was in heaven having nothing to do but read and watch movies and knit and knit and knit. We did brave the weather every night to grab some yummy seafood for dinner.

Do you think I took enough knitting?

Finally the rain stopped and the sun came out. Just in the Nick of time I would say, too much closeness can lead to bickering. We walked into town, about a three mile walk round trip, and bought a few more supplies.

Sunrise at the beach
A pano of the pier in town.
The storms caused some huge waves and lots of surfing.

We did have a few good days on the beach. After all the rain the weather was perfect. The high temps were in the low eighties and the mornings were perfect for walking on the beach. It was a much needed fun and relaxing trip.

South Beach Grill. One of our favorites.
Best Hotdogs on the beach.
Our favorite restaurant of all time. The Oceanic.

We headed back home on Saturday morning. We left out at 4:00 AM and picked up Molly from my nephew’s house and then Scruffy from my sister in law and then headed home. I don’t think you could have gotten another thing in that car.

We got home and all the kitties were so happy to see us. We had people who had been coming in every day to take care of the kitty babies. Going on vacation is quite an ordeal when you have eight babies.

I took an extra couple of days off and bought groceries, did laundry, took supplies to my mother in law at the village and cleaned house. It was good to have everything back in place and clean.

I had a great time with my husband but I was so happy to get back home to everyone and the babies. I guess that may be the very best part of vacation.

Wrightsville Beach is located about 70 miles north of Myrtle Beach near the town of Wilmington. When we fly in we always fly into the Wilmington Airport. We usually stay at Shell Island Resort or Surf Suites both of them are great places with friendly people. We love them both.

More beach pictures on tomorrows Wordless Wednesday.

Always remember

Love your day your way!!!!

The Day My Black Kitten Went Missing

Saturday morning I woke up early with a ton of stuff to do. We were getting ready for vacation and I had to buy supplies for the fur babies, go and visit my mother in law at the assisted living village and I was planning to take her some lunch. I Also had to take garbage to the dump. My sister and niece are planning to be at our house while we are on vacation and I didn’t want the garbage piled in the garage for a week.

When I started gathering the garbage I started looking around the garage. It looked pretty ratty and dusty. One half of the garage is empty because we wanted to make sure the kitties had plenty of room there while we were gone and my sisters could get into the garage easily and feed the kitties and clean the litter box. I need to stop here and mention how much I love my family who always comes to help out when we take a vacation. Also the fact that we have just added five kitties to our fur family of three makes me love them even more. If you haven’t read my blog in the past I will let you know, a mama kitty came to our house about two months ago and then returned shortly after that with four kittens. We still have all of them along with an inside kitty and two inside dogs. We need to find homes for at least two of the kittens but I would love to have them go together.

So back to the story. As I was gathering the garbage my garage started looking really bad to me. I actually hated for my sisters and niece to see how crappy it looked. I decided to do a minor cleaning job. After all I had about four hours before being at the village. A couple of hours later I am looking at everything strewn out on the drive way, including all the kitties who were now looking at me rather curiously. I had been adding garbage to the back of the truck and it looked like the sled from Grinch Who Stole Christmas.

Getting our cars out of the garage and the driveway is a challenge now because of all the kitties. They love to climb up inside and on top of the wheels and bumper and I even found Izzy on the engine once. I slowly backed up and then did a kitty check. Mama kitty and only three kittens. I did not see the black kitten. She is sort of the runt of the litter and always like to hide when anyone comes around. I continued to slowly back up the driveway. I thought surely it must have run out and gotten under one of the other cars.

When I got to the top of the driveway I got out of the truck and checked again. I felt certain it had gotten out. The convenience center is only about two miles from my house.

After I dumped all of the stuff I looked around the truck, no kitten. I drove slowly home knowing I would see black kitten when I got there. I did not. The entire time I was at the grocery store and at the village I was thinking about the kitten, praying it would be with the others when I got home. It was not. All the other kittens including mama was in the garage nestled together on their bed. However mama cat seemed very nervous and would walk to the garage and stare up the driveway. This….broke….my….heart. I had lost her baby. I don’t know why I insisted on blaming myself. I guess the fact that I was the last one to see black kitten made me feel responsible.

It started raining, I am talking like a monsoon. All I could think of was the kitten out in the rain. As soon as the rain and wind slowed to less than hurricane strength. I went out to search for the kitten. Maybe it had gotten in the woods and when the rain started it had taken cover. I even drove back to the dump. No kitten.

After a couple of hours I admitted that I could not find it. By this time I had cried so much my eyes were almost swollen shut. Poor Scruffy couldn’t stand it, he wanted to help make me feel better but didn’t know how.

I fed the other babies and tried not to look at them without the black kitten in the middle of them. Mark called on his way home from work and I told him she was missing. He, being the voice of reason, assured me it was not my fault. He said she probably wasn’t even in the truck when I went to the dump.

A sad night at our house. When I got up Sunday morning I took Scruffy out to use the bathroom. It was still dark but I thought I saw a black kitten sitting next to mama cat. I though it was probably the dark gray one. Then I saw the other two gray ones. One, two, three, four!!!! It was, the black kitten was back!!!!!! She even let me pick her up and snuggle her. I took the chance to peek at her behind and yes she is a she. I named her Sadie. I was ecstatic!!!! I cannot tell you the relief I felt.

And now all is right with the world.

I don’t know where Sadie had been. Mama cat may have gone out during the night and rescued her. Whatever, I am so happy she is home. I think being out all night may have scared her. She is not as skittish and she is much more loving. I can only imagine the adventure she had. Yes, worrying about these kitties may be the death of me. But I love them anyway.

Always remember

Love your day your way!!!!!

Home Again, Home Again

Hello friends. As I mentioned in my last post I had to be gone from the family for a few days earlier this week. Our attraction was hosting the attractions association that we belong to. It was a very nice but tiring few days. I was so glad to get back home.

I got home late Wednesday evening. Scruffy was so happy to see me. He did his little frantic running in circles dance around me that he always does when he is happy and excited. Even Molly came over to nudge against me. Of course all the kitties were very aloof because that’s just the way kitties are. And of course hubs was glad to see me. Although that could have been because he knew I would be relieving him of some of his animal tending duties. Hee hee.

What a great time we had on the trip. Lots of information to exchange with the other attractions, great ideas about how to deal with the ever changing times that we are dealing with right now. I always come back from these meetings feeling energized and ready to tackle whatever comes along. It’s good and bad knowing that our attraction faces the same issues as lots of others and we are not alone.

Monday afternoon was all meetings with a special guest speaker from the Tennessee Department of Tourism. Monday night we went to the Iron Works Grill that I mentioned a few weeks ago. This is where I had the amazing rainbow trout, mashed potatoes and fried okra. We had given the grill our menu almost a month ago. They ran out of the rainbow trout after only six people ordered it. They had no mash potatoes and they ran out of several of the desserts. I was really disappointed. The poor waitresses apologized profusely and it wasn’t their fault but I felt like someone sort of dropped the ball there. Especially since we had given them our choices a month before. I had the pulled pork barbecue this time and it was delicious. No matter what you eat there even if it isn’t the trout it is delicious. The setting is on Tellico river and it is beautiful. So this with a glass of wine made things a lot easier. Our group was great with all of it and they had a great time anyway. That’s what I love about this group.

Be sure to check out all the links I have listed below.

jTellico River
Dinner was delicious
Chilling by the river

I wanted to share with you some of the places we visited. We started out the second morning with an all day itinerary. Some of the highlights were Lost Sea, we did a cavern tour and underground boat ride. http://www.thelostsea.com

Tsali Notch Vineyard in Madisonville. http://www.tsalinotch.com This is a muscadine vineyard. We were able to taste the wines and juices and then do a tour of the vineyard and even pick muscadines from the vine and taste them.

We did a tour of the vineyard
Part of this vineyard is used for weddings. It is a beautiful setting.
I bought some of the wine and jelly.

Next we traveled to The Fort Loudoun State Historic Area. This is an old reconstructed British Fort http://www.fortLoudoun.com. You can actually see what the soldiers barracks and hospital looked like. It is a very interesting historical place. It reverted to the state parks in 1977. Along with touring the fort there is a museum, trails, picnic areas, fishing sites and places to launch your boat, kayak or canoe. It’s absolutely beautiful and one of my favorite places.

Beautiful Tellico Lake

Next we visited The Sequoyah Birthplace Museum. When you visit this Cherokee Indian Museum you will learn about the man Sequoyah and creator of the Cherokee writing system. The museum is small but has so much history within it. http://www.Sequoyahmuseum.org

The last stop of the day was in Townsend where we had dinner at the Dancing Bear Appalachian Bistro. The appetizers, and drinks and meal was superb. I had the salmon and I tore into it before I got a picture. We also had a wonderful band that played for us. It was a beautiful setting in the woods with a fire pit and s’mores fixings at the fire pit. What a night and day!!! http://www.dancingbearlodge.com.

This bluegrass band was amazing

We got back to the hotel at 10:30 PM that night and we were exhausted. A fun but tiring day. The next day was meetings and then home. Well actually I did another Hobby Lobby stop on my way home to search for fall decorations. I found a few things and yes some more yarn.

It was so good to get back home. I think it’s good to venture out every now and then because it makes you realize just how special home is. I’m sitting here writing this and Scruffy is lying at my feet. Molly is in the living room cozied up next to Mark and Kitty Kitty has retired upstairs to find anywhere soft to sleep, she has a multitude of places. The outside kitties, well they are all curled up together outside on their blankies in the garage. It looks like one big fur ball out there. Ahhhhh my little family they are everything to me.

Always remember

Love your day your way!!!!

Decisions Decisions

Hello friends, Do you know what absolutely bogs me down, stops me in my tracks and causes me to second guess every little thing I do? Decisions. Maybe you’re like that maybe you’re not.

During the course of my work day I have to make hundreds if not thousands of decisions. No I am not a doctor and no one’s life is hanging in the balance but yet decisions must be made. Little things that you don’t even think about. That’s a decision. It can be exhausting: Deep in your brain thousands of decisions are being made.

Some decisions will require more thought than others. Some will make you stop in your tracks and consult with someone else. God? Your spouse? A co-worker? I always turn my decisions over to God unless I forget and arrogantly think I can handle them on my own.

Did I make the right decision?
Did I make a mistake?
Did I give the decision enough thought?
Should I hold onto the decision and nurture it and pet it and name it George?
Will someone’s life be affected by my decision? Not life threatening but you know what I mean.
Will this decision lead to, GOD FORBID, another decision!!!!

You see where I coming from here, right? Case in point. My husband and I are trying to plan a beach vacation for maybe a week. What month?, Which days?, who will stay with the fur babies? the fur baby decision is a biggie. We either have to have someone come and stay at the house for most or all of the time. Molly has gotten so old and feeble we have to have someone here at our house just to get her in out of the heat in the middle of the day. And she stays in all the time now. We can’t take a chance on her being outside especially at night because of the C word. Coyotes, shhhhhhh. And now we have all the new kitties. What days can we both be off together?should we drive or fly? How many days?

WHEW!!!!! I am tired just thinking about it. Is it worth a few days on a sandy beach watching the ocean waves crash gently against the shore and if your lucky gently lapping against your toes? HECK YES!!!!! So I plug on.

I was never a parent, except to my fur babies. So I think when you are parenting you deal with about a million issues and decisions a day. That is what I have observed from my loved ones who are parents. So maybe I didn’t go through all of that and now decisions seem to overwhelm me. Yes I think that is it. Or maybe as I have gotten older I just don’t give a frack about what I do or what happens most of the time. Yes I think that is it. Or maybe it isn’t really important at all these decisions I think I “must” make. Yes I think that is it. Maybe. I don’t know. I can’t decide. And on that. I don’t have to because it doesn’t really matter.

Always remember

Love your day your way!!