Have You Heard of “Snoice?”
Snow. Ice. Freezing rain. All at once.
Snow, ice, freezing rain. Dreadful today.
This morning I walked outside and skidded on the black ice that had formed where my husband Mike’s Honda CRV had sat less than 30 minutes earlier. The snow on the rest of the driveway had a crunchy coating of ice on top and it was drizzling ice. Not really thinking, I shoveled around my car and started to shovel a path down the driveway. After a few short minutes my brain kicked in and I stopped, turned to look behind me and saw a beautiful path of clear black ice. I conceded defeat and inched my way back to the relative safety of the porch. Then went inside for a second cup of tea.
Sidewalk or skating rink?
Two hours later I reversed carefully down our still-icy driveway and into the icy street. Our school district had declared a two-hour delayed opening to give the weather a chance to improve. But it didn’t improve by much; the weather, I mean.
solid ice in the driveway today
I learned an important mathematical formula today that I’d like to share with you:
[Inexperienced teen drivers x angry Moms in oversized SUVs]+ [snow-narrowed roads x icy weather]
= dreadful conditions around our local high school
I need a trip to a sunny place.
Bonita Springs, FL? I miss you!
Bonita Springs, FL Day 7
Coconut Point is a terrific resort in the Hyatt family.
Another sunny, breezy, hot day at the Hyatt Coconut Point. The weather is gorgeous and my husband Mike and I are really happy to be here. Sticking to the schedule, we headed for the pool earlier today.
I took all of my ‘must haves’ with me, as usual.
I like my flip flops to blend with my outfit. Today? Black and cheetah spots!
The flip flops stay on my feet as I traverse a little parking lot and wend my way along a path to the adults-only pool.
I guzzle a lot of water in all this sun. How about you?
Mike gets towels for us while I settle into a lounge chair with table nearby. I take out my ever-present water, sunglasses and sun lotion and put them within easy reach.
My new Michael Kors sunglasses, a steal at the nearby outlet mall!
Then I settle back with the May issue of O magazine, content in my sunny world.
P.S. I am receiving regular texts from my softball friend Ed. My daughter’s high school team is in the first round of the county tournament. Fingers crossed. GO BLUE!
And my sister Cindy won big at bingo last night! Yes! for her!!
What are you doing today?
No Shells, But Lots of Sunshine
You take this cool jitney to get to the dock.
Yesterday my husband Mike and I rolled out of bed at 7:30 am; we wanted to take the first ferry to “the Island.” It’s one of the main reasons I adore Hyatt Coconut Point. Hyatt shares this private island, officially called Hickory Island, with another local resort. The island is a wild and beautiful place that happens to have a narrow strip of beach and two large screened gazebos connected by elevated boardwalks. It’s never been crowded when we’ve visited.
You just kick back and relax on the 15 minute ferry ride. Sometimes you see dolphins or manatee.
The tide was in when we arrived yesterday. That meant no shelling since the beach “disappears,” but we staked claim to two beach chairs and a table up on the boardwalk. And we stayed for four lovely hours. The sun was shining; it was hot, but not too hot; and the breeze kept the no-see-ums at bay. Like I said, “Perfect.”
I can stare at the water forever.
So much to do: I read Self magazine (on loan from my daughter Tory). I stared at the water. I admired the horizon. I day dreamed. I napped. Like I said, “Perfect.”
Unless I'm busy staring at the osprey nest, willing the birds to appear.
And this morning? I woke up scratching. The no-see-ums must have bitten me last night when I went to Barnes & Noble for a literary fix. Well, nothing is really perfect. . .Is it?
Today we’re going to Sanibel and Captiva Islands, a little north of here. You see, those beaches have some of the best shelling in Florida. Wish me luck! And Mike is looking forward to eating at the Mucky Duck again.