life in the old lane

Went to the beach today. And, I came away convinced that most ladies look better with underwire bikini tops vice the triangle and string type.

This was a shore based whale search. I don’t really approve of whale watch boats. I didn’t find any whales. I did find some birds.

Mr C is supposed to get his new tooth 2 weeks from today. I figure he’ll want to hang around for a while to be sure it is OK. I am going to try to get him out of here mid February. That is only 2 weeks early.

During the local news here – one of the major advertising groups are old folks homes. Everyone of them touts their “healthy nutritious” meals. I so don’t want “healthy nutritious” food in my old lady’s home. I want butter and chocolate and cream and fries.

I visited all the surf sights within walking range south of the pier this morning. No great shots. Just a good morning. The sound track from The Descendants on the iPod. A feeling be being in suspended reality. A period of grace before returning to Arlington and facing the future.

I spent the morning watching the surf. I love watching the waves. The waves were good for watching – not so good for surfing. But, that didn’t stop people trying.

This afternoon, the wind came up. I tried to go to the beach, but got sand blasted. Next, I tried to go to the pool, but chairs kept getting blown in the pool. Decided to come up to the room and read a book.

Big surf today – but the waves were too close together for great surfing. There is never world class surfing here. But, plenty of fun surfing.

And the weather station at the airport still seems to be on the fritz.

I made it thru the day without buying a replacement underwater camera.

Big activity today was resisting running out and buying the first cheap-ass underwater camera that I stumbled over.

Super weather today. All the vog got blown away.

 

Thinking about the dead underwater camera. I suspect that the way I use my camera means that I should go back to using housings. Not underwater cameras. A daily dunking in saltwater for 4 month a year seems to take a toll.

I heard Mr C tell someone on the phone that we’ll be coming home in early March. Guess I’ll have to ratchet up the nagging.

Promised Notes

Guess nobody has checked the instruments at the airport yet.

This dog hangs out about 1/2 block from our hotel. I have never seen him/her off the porch. He/She could get off. But, why?

This guy hangs with his ladies down by the farm market. Isn’t he great looking? Makes me feel bad about eating chicken. We hear him every morning.

And, my underwater camera expired today. I been expecting it to flood – but it just died. After it gets good and dry it might be useable as a dry land camera. What to get now? Anything. Wait until next year?

 

It seemed a little chilly this morning – but it has never even been 11 degrees centigrade in Kona. Hope the rest of the airport’s instruments were working better.

Later, at the canoe race, I sneak a picture of Mr C.

As you can see, we stay at a really upscale place. Actually, I don’t think this guy is a guest. I think he just passed out. Because the pier was busy with the canoe race – no place to pass out on the pier this morning.

Sort of a do nothing day. Had major insomnia last night. The insomnia extended into my naptime.

Actually, I worried myself out of my nap. My lower lip hurts – so – since I have skin cancer on my mind – of course – I imagined myself into a raging case of lip cancer. I imagine having half my lip cut off. Pain and disfigurement. When Mr C got home he said he didn’t think it was anything and that even if it is a little surgery will fix it right up. He showed me where he had had some cancer removed from his lip and he still looks fine. Insomnia complicated by hypochondria. Sheesh!