Mellow and Then Some
Sunday, September 23, 2007 at 2:47PM 
Yes, I am...
Here in our world, there is no weekend. Everyday is a Saturday or Sunday or holiday. In some ways that fact makes it a bit difficult to mark the passage of time. There aren't even any real seasons to help out. There's "hot as hell summer" and there's "eighty degrees and sunny with a slight breeze and no humidity." Other than that, well...there really isn't anything else. Then again, some people believe in "Hurricane Season." Now that we've got a new roof and have dropped our homeowners insurance because it went up to nine thousand dollars per year, I refuse to acknowledge hurricane season. We have a plan for it. As soon as a hurricane seems that it might become a threat, we get in the RV and head in the opposite direction of the predicted path. I refuse to ever again live through nine days of no water, no power, NO AIR CONDITIONING, night time curfews Nope, not me.
As part of my mellow morning I turned on the CD player, hit random and have so far heard Louie Armstrong sing "get your kicks on route 66", Jack Johnson crooning "it's better when we're together", Pink Martini singing, "dancez, dancez, dancez vous" and right now a magnificent rendition of "they call her Hard Hearted Hannah, the vamp of old Savannah" by the magnificent Ella Fitzgerald. The soundtrack from Chocolat is also on there. I'm sitting here in the office type type typing and singing away.
Ohhhh, about the flag up there. We bought the flag pole set up yesterday. Husband put it up this morning. I bought the flag for the RV, but can't resist flying it at home also. It's the UK flag called The Royal Standard. It is flown at Buckingham Palace, Windsor Castle or Balmoral at certain times and signifies that "the queen is in residence." That's me here, the Queen and I'm in residence so there ya go. I find it especially funny to fly it on the trailer of a plain ol' American girl at some camp site. Even my English husband thinks it's funny. We have neighbors two doors down who are from Surrey. They're not here yet for the season, but should be soon. They are staunch royalist/conservatives, veddy properly English. We'll soon see if they find me as amusing as I do.
Tonight at dinner we will be joined by B, E, C and B. I'm making a pork tenderloin (it amazes me how often our many Jewish friends request my pork tenderloin when I invite them to dinner), fingerling potatoes, sautee'd French green beans, and E's phenomenal creme caramel which she so very generously offered to bring. I also have six frozen French onion soups thingies from COSTCO. They're terrific. Just pop frozen into oven proof handled soup crocks, bake for an hour and serve.
Last night we decided to hop down to the Keys for 5 days. I quickly jumped online and got us a reservation at Long Key Island state park. It has 60 camping sites right on the ocean's edge. We'll throw some food in the RV fridge and leave at nine or so tomorrow morning. We'll be back Friday evening. Here's what the RV sites look like.
OK, I have to go. I have twenty-five table napkins to iron. They've been sitting in the basket just calling my name after each dinner. I'll try to remember to take photos of tonight's dinner. Before I scamper away, I cannot resist one more photo. Last week when we were in Orlando granddaughter Keli, age 4, spent way too much time in the pool and became quite cranky and finally had a complete and total melt down. Son took her in to the naughty chair. I was soon dispatched to checkon her whereabouts as all had gone quiet. This is what I found...note the sexy shoes. We worry about her taste in clothing style. If I should live long enough, someday I'm going to blackmail her with that photo...
Reader Comments (1)
Dana -- Love your blog -- and your a great writer. That was funny. Your GD is a cutie. Good luck on your trip -- hopefully the rain holds off - at least for the drive