We've just returned home from a week at the beach - always the highlight of our summer. This is Julia's third time for a real vacation, so she knew what to request (sugared cereal), what to bring (crackers for the ferry ride) and what to expect (lots of uninterrupted family time.)
The ferry ride from Galveston to Bolivar is part of the whole experience. We have driven the long way'round to Crystal Beach via I-10 when we've had to do so - but it's sure not as much fun as spotting dolphins and feeding the sea gulls.
Our neighbors just returned from a cruise out of Galveston, and we passed a huge Carnival ship. Julia ran to the front of the ferry to get a better view. Gulls can only be fed from the back of the ship to prevent aerial decorations on the dozens of cars.
That last handful of chipotle cashews - ummm - not so wise.
Julia's not spoiled. Really.
We've caught hundreds of "herminy crabs" in a day on past trips, but this year, the most we ever contained in a sand zoo was 11. Hannah prefers to hunt in the traditional squatting method, while Rachel gets on her elbows. Julia runs them to shore.
Sarah brought Laura (in her lap) and Sweet Baby James down to splash. Hannah and Julia are spending this week with her family, wihch proves Sarah is brave as well as beautiful.
Rachel and Keith usually swim out pretty deep. This year Rachel met a jellyfish, just below both of her knees. Recommended treatment: Poured vinegar, followed by vinegar compresses (phew!) and leg shaving.
The home of the friend in which we stayed is part of an absolutely gorgeous beach front neighborhood, separated from the gulf by a gated walkway. This smelly, rusting trailer was parked just outside the walkway on the public beach. As the girls and I watched from the water, a muscle-shirted guy with plenty'o'tats and drooping cigarette pulled up and pasted a notice to the door. (Rachel named him "John Jimminy Bing Bang.") As soon as he pulled away, Rachel and I dashed to read it. "To the County of Galveston - DIBS!!! If this is an anbandoned trailer, I'd like to claim it. Please call....." Rachel and I dared to peek inside. A torn up counter - empty booze boxes - a tiny radio with aluminum foil on the antenna. And disgusting smells. "DIBS???" We were having trouble picturing exactly what "DIBS" would get you. After lunch and naps, we were back in the water when John Jimminy and a few of his tatt'ed friends arrived with a bigger truck to haul it away. Watch for it to reappear in a trailer park near you. Say "howdy" to John Jimminy for us, ya hear?
Just trying to help Julia get ahead.
Quotes from the dunes:
Lois, explaining why I had to be her biological mother: "I'm so much like Dad, and you're the only woman who could stand to be with him."
Rachel, commenting on Julia's tears shed over some injustice: "Ohhh, they're salty! Too much beach!"
Lois, with a hearty sigh that no one was endorsing her suggestions for games to play: "My leadership skills are going to waste."
Rachel, noting that we did not stay long when we dropped her off at the Edwards' Pearland home to visit this week: "You know, you could have just kicked me out of the car and not said anything. Like the baby Moses policy."
And finally -
Rachel, after several minutes of sibling fighting in the car: "Dad is counting backwards from a million and Mom is singing hymns. We may have gone too far."
Maybe. But the beach - ahhhh, the beach was just far enough.
Posted at 11:42 am by beckyww
July 27, 2008 03:35 PM PDT
To bad i did not you were coing this way we live in dickinson 15minutes from galveston, emery would of love playing with Julia he's from st. petes also. We will be in san antonio 8-1-08 to 8-4-08 maybe we can meet uo
July 24, 2008 02:02 AM PDT
welcome home! i feel better now that i'm all caught up with the woodworths.
July 23, 2008 06:43 PM PDT
Thank goodness no one tried the "pee remedy" for the jellyfish burns. This hot off Time.com about jellyfish in the Mediterranean, "But for those unwilling to compromise by adopting the soggy Jack LaLanne look or swimming in the safety of a net-protected "pool," doctors have some advice for coping with the sting. Rinse the lesion with cool seawater, they say, and once dry, apply a medicated cream to lessen the pain. Physicians warn against common but counter-productive remedies such as dousing the sting with drinking water, rubbing it with sand, trying to suck the venom from it and — especially — urinating on it. These "therapies," doctors say, are all certain to aggravate the sting's burning sensation, and the last one ... well, it's not only useless and disgusting, it adds insult to jellyfish injury."
|Turtles RULE! |
July 23, 2008 03:21 PM PDT
And now they do so on my towels, too - thank you for the gift!
July 22, 2008 06:18 AM PDT
Love the beach blog! Missed you while you were gone!!!
July 21, 2008 07:47 PM PDT
Love the snarky comments. I remember you posted them last year after your vacation too! Great tradition. Your girls crack me up.
July 21, 2008 06:49 AM PDT
ohhh, the beach I miss it so.
I thought you were suppose to pee on jellyfish wounds? no one brave enough to try?
July 20, 2008 06:22 PM PDT
love this blog.
espessaily (sp?) my jellyfish picture.
and my grr face picture??
and ohhhh my feet?
best blog of me by far.