It’s cold in Houston today. Really cold, or at least really cold for us. I should be grateful. I have family in Tulsa, Oklahoma where they are experiencing their snowiest winter ever. I also have family in northwestern Arkansas, where they’ve had ice and snow for weeks on end. And I have family in the Dallas area, where the ice and snow gained national attention with Sunday’s Super Bowl game. And yet, here I sit…snuggled up with my dog, wearing two pairs of thick socks and sweatpants, drinking hot coffee, contemplating lighting the gas logs, and day-dreaming of far away places with warm, sandy beaches. I’m cold, and it’s my coping mechanism. To those of you who are being held in a death grip by Old Man Winter, I send you warm wishes and my hope that sunshine and warmth will replace frozen misery very soon, and day dreams of warm, sandy beaches.
Dreaming of warm, sandy beaches…
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14 responses to “Dreaming of warm, sandy beaches…”
I’ve been dreaming of going to the beach lately, too. In fact, I just told J.D. last night that I wanted to get away somewhere warm. It probably won’t happen this year, but a girl can dream…
I’d invite you to Houston, but it was 24 this morning, and that’s not warm or inviting. I was thinking more about Virgin Gorda or Bermuda or St Lucia. Mmmmmmmm…warm sand, turquoise water and frozen drinks. That sounds wonderful!
Amen! And, AMEN! I know we Houstonians shouldn’t complain but I’ll take 100 degree days over this kind of cold, any day!
I don’t know how the Northeners do it but I’m sure they think the same thing when they come to Houston in the summer and can’t breathe! Actually, after five months of that kind of heat, I can’t wait until it gets cold…until it gets cold and then I miss the heat! Ha!
I’m the same way. My problem is that I’d like to live in a place where it’s a constant, sunny 62F, and such a place does not exist. I’ve heard California comes close, but I can’t live in a state where the ground shakes, then opens up and swallows you. That totally freaks me out. I do love Oregon and Washington, so there’s always hope…if I can agree to live in the shadow of volcanoes. See?!?! No place is perfect!
Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream. Know that tune?
Wish I was on that beach and not playing slip-n-slide on the ice. Slipped on the ice and fell at lunch today!! UGH!! Can’t wait for spring, where for art thou spring????
You better be careful with that ankle, Sis. You don’t want to break it again!
I was very graceful and landed in a side saddle sitting position on my bigg fat rear!!
Way to work your ass-sets! Hope you’re not sore in the morning. It sounds like a good excuse for a long, hot bath tonight.
What a lovely photo! How did you know I was dreaming of beaches?
As they say in N’Awlins…”we tight like dat.” Okay, it was just a lucky guess spurred by the frozen carcases of my friends and family. But it’s a lovely dream, isn’t it?
As much as I love the snow, I did find myself dreaming of warmer weather as I drove by the Bay and watched sunshine on the waves lapping over the ice. Frigid here this week. High of 7 tomorrow. But deceptively sunny.
It’s hard for me to wrap my head around “waves breaking over ice.” We have a large body of water (Gulf of Mexico), but it never freezes. What an odd contradiction to have negative number cold and ice, but still have breaking waves. Must be some really deep water and some really strong wind. But at least it’s sunny, right? I don’t think I could cope with a high of 7. I’d be frozen like a popsicle. You need a beach even more than I do. In fact, I think just about everyone who lives north of Houston needs a beach right now. Hope you’re staying warm, friend!
It is really cool to watch the waves break over ice. The Bay is several hundred feet deep in spots, but has a lot of shallow sand-bar areas. Fierce drop-offs, but lots of places for wading. Usually every other year or so it gets cold enough to get a thin ice crust all the way across, but usually there is a deep blue spot of open water.
It’s been so cold, I haven’t been able to talk myself into skiing. That wind will cut you in half on the chair lift. ;)
Major thanks for the post. Will read on…