First off, my freaking hands and wrists are still sore...lol. My entire body feels good from the work out and I am so loving that. The day went well (except for the phone thing) and I enjoyed it much more than I could have imagined. Here are some of the pictures from my day. Because I am still so overwhelmed by it all, I will describe the day as best as I can.

The water was smooth and at times, very rough. But I trekked on. I went under the wharf and saw starfish that were close to 2 feet wide. Holy Shikies I screamed!..lol. Around the wharf were jellyfish galore shining with orange, white or green shades. I could not take pics of this beauty because I was under the wharf and if I didn't keep the paddles moving, I would have crashed into the pilings. After I paddled in and around under the wharf, I started to head on over to the rock jetty.

This is where I was spotted by the the Harbour Seals. The Kayak people didn't warn me that they love to interact with the kayakers. By the time I knew it, I was surrounded! They were jumping all around me doing flips, nudging my kayak for attention, popping their heads up and laying them across my kayak and just coasting along with me. I am very sure my laughter was as loud as their barks.


I was laughing so hard I forgot that I had my camera and phone. I did get a few short videos and some great shots on my phone (explanation later) but it was tricky even doing that. So I held on to the kayak oar to keep from drifting away with the swells and called Guitar. I think I broke his ear drum from the laughter and the excitement. Words cannot describe the intensity of the moment that I spent with those spectacular creatures. They were inches from me!


As I paddled away, they followed me. But it was time to wave goodbye. After I thought it couldn't get any better....then came the otters. They were an illusive bunch. They love to play hide and seek in the kelp beds and under the kayaks. It was hard getting their pictures, but I did my best. They also loved swimming around the kayak, but those suckers are FAST! I was lucky to get a few shots.


I was off to the rocks to hang out with the Sea Lions. They are much larger than the Harbour Seals and will play, but are more aggressive. I knew not to stop and take pics of them around the kayak. If I did, their weight would have pushed me over. So I carefully, with one hand, took this shot. The Sea Lion giving me that look, jumped into the water and was swimming underneath me. I could feel his weight brushing below the kayak...lol


I spent 4 hours out in the ocean. I went about a mile out and that is as far as I wanted to go. The swells were huge. I am no stranger to the ocean or any type of water. My days of surfing, sailing, skiing, boogie boarding and body surfing taught me well. I do know the dangers. So I headed on back to the shore because if you get too tired so far out, it is dangerous coming back in. I am still walking on air from my kayak adventure! I plan on doing that again!

*I will explain my cell phone ordeal later. I do not want to put anything negative in such a happy blog.

I just don't know how to describe the wonder of it all. The day may have started off cloudy, but it wasn't long until they dispersed into a view of lil white pillows. Before long the sky bloomed with sunshine.


Right now I am worn and will find the energy to post the pics I had taken during my kayak adventure. I no longer wonder what it would feel like to sit on top of the water and watch seals jump, play, touch me or say hello to me. It was glorious! Night for now. My hands (again) are running out of energy.

In honour of the angry people who are fucking in the new NN adverts, I give you angry fucking by Legos.. *snickers*



Well, Cover.....
I brought it!

When I get curious about something, I read and learn all about it. If it is something to build or create, I do that too. It's something my Dad taught me. If I asked him a question, he wouldn't tell me the answer. Depending on what it was he would either tell me to read the encyclopedias or find out how to do it. I would imagine that is why my curiosity keeps me busy. There is so much to read or learn how to create or build. When I was 16 yrs old I wanted to learn how to cut hair. So I took the year course and BAM! I was soon cutting, perming, curling, setting and styling the heads of family and friends. I also learned how to perform mani/pedis. My Dad loved that part. Years later I learned how to give military style cuts.

What I learned those years ago still comes in handy today. Thank god for that! The woman who cut my hair screwed up the bangs and the sides. It's all good because hair grows back! A few snips later and I was able to fix the mistakes. It's a snappy lil haircut. Life goes on so why sweat the small stuff.

Right now the night is sublimely comforting with my wine and book. I have planned my day for tomorrow. There is a kayak with my name on it! I plan on getting up close and personal with the otters and seals.
There aren't any rocks to slip on or cliffs to fall off, so what could happen? *giggles*
I wish that you were here with me.

I tried. I really tried, honest I did. So very much!
There is no way around it. My hair reached my shoulders and it is driving me nutso cuckoo. I lived a great deal of my career having my hair up in a bun, pony tail or wrapped. I truly do not want to go back to that style. Soooooooooooo, I am off to get my hair cut.

I know, go ahead, call me weak. *hangs head in shame*
But I did give it a go and lasted a month or so, instead of a few days. Maybe there is hope for me yet?

"The moment you know a person is meant for you, is when you still want to be with them after you help them pop a zit on their ass and then check it weekly for more of them"

This pearl of wisdom came from a 72 year old, tiny, 5 foot tall Irish woman. Very wise words if you ask me. She married her hubs when she was 16 years old, so I am pretty sure she knows what she is talking about.

Comically, how do you know when a person is meant for you?

Sis M. did not get her license. Bummer....lol. Can you sense my sadness? *snicker*
It seems that she tried to debate the worth and need to learn how to parallel park. He asked her to complete the maneuver and when she told him that she didn't and wouldn't plan on ever parallel parking.....the debate began. A debate that ended in the denial of her DL.

My sis! What a pip!

We have seen this type of rude parking.

And most of us have wanted to (but didn't) key the dang car. Ooooooh but we have thought about it....lol.
Today, I actually witnessed someone keying a fools car. I, along with another person yelled "hey" but he laughed at us. Another person took down the guys license plate number and waited for the owner of the car to come out. I wonder what it feels like to actually do it? The most I have done in retaliation is leave a nasty note on the windshield.

Who has left notes or who has actually keyed a car? Anyone?

I received an email from a guy who tossed me aside in 2006. We dated a few months, but then he dumped me because I refused to cover up the burn on my arm. I remember it clearly. We were heading over to his friends house for a BBQ. I was going to wear a strapless summer dress and he didn't want me to wear it. He revealed that he was embarrassed by the burn and didn't know how to explain it to his friends.
The email was simple: "Hey! Been thinkin bout ya. Y not hit me back, Jason"

I'll hop on the response email as soon as dinosaurs roam the earth again or when Sister M stops wearing lime green crocs. Which ever comes first.