Yesterday Bossy spent the day at the beach riding waves, sleeping under the umbrella, reading in her low-slung chair, dodging the beach tag lady, eating steamers, and driving home, sandy, in the car.
Yesterday Bossy spent the day at the beach riding waves, sleeping under the umbrella, reading in her low-slung chair, dodging the beach tag lady, eating steamers, and driving home, sandy, in the car.
MariaV says
July 16, 2009 at 10:34 amSounds like a great day to me. What are steamers?
Jacquie says
July 16, 2009 at 10:41 amBliss.
That’s my comment to your day, and also my answer to MariaV’s question (poor girl!) Steamed clams, baby. Y.U.M.
vuboq says
July 16, 2009 at 10:44 amWhat a lovely little getaway. I start to feel hot and sticky and slightly gross simply thinking about the beach. I’m more of a mountains kind of lad.
What’s the beach tag lady?
*smooches*
Gia says
July 16, 2009 at 10:48 amI laughed when you said beach tag lady. I had never heard of such a thing until I visited the jersey shore. I don’t think this is done down south.
Debby says
July 16, 2009 at 10:59 amLand locked and jealous!
Reeb says
July 16, 2009 at 11:01 amI’m with vuboq: (a) about the beach tag lady and (b) less than enthused about sticky salty sandy beach experiences. Add a sunburn to that, plus creeping traffic that doubles the hourlong drive home, and you get the few trips to Galveston that talked me out of doing beach stuff there.
Glad you had fun.
p.j. says
July 16, 2009 at 11:08 amBeautiful picture, Bossy! I can feel the damp sand between my toes. Glad you had such a gorgeous day down the shore.
And dodging the beach tag lady: I would never have the nerve. I want to not have a care in the world whilst sitting in the low chair, under the umbrella. Were you the last one off the beach? That’s what I love to do: stay late while everyone else clears out at 3.
Still 1000 miles away from bliss, p.j.
David says
July 16, 2009 at 12:07 pmStill haven’t made it to the beach this season. So jealous.
Deborah says
July 16, 2009 at 12:19 pmReally, what’s a beach tag lady, and why does one dodge her?
Maria says
July 16, 2009 at 12:28 pmLife really doesn’t get much better, does it? Don’t answer that. Because, well. REALLY.
Maria says
July 16, 2009 at 12:29 pmER…wait a minute! I’m up here in Maine and steamers are steamed mussels. Preferably steamed in wine and garlic with a hint of lemon.
BOSSY says
July 16, 2009 at 12:35 pmIn this case it was steamed clams. Oh sister mercy why is 12 never enough?
BOSSY says
July 16, 2009 at 12:37 pmAnd yes, some beaches require beach tags to defer the cost of maintaining the pristine sand and other expenditures like lifeguards. These beach tags can be purchased for the season, weekly, or daily. Well worth it. Which is why cheap-ass Bossy dodged the beach tag lady who walks around and checks that everyone has one. Doh! Maybe Bossy wasn’t dodging, maybe she just felt the need to jump in the waves every time the lady came near.
anne marie in philly says
July 16, 2009 at 12:40 pmlucky you! I was working for “the man” yesterday…
plus walking on wet sand smooths the footsies AND strengthens the leggies.
downashore eats for me, it’s a fried clam roll, baybee!
Lori says
July 16, 2009 at 12:44 pmWhat a great picture, Bossy. Sounds like a perfect day.
Suzanne says
July 16, 2009 at 1:25 pmOh my gah! What a perfect day… says me, sitting under the flattering light of 8 florescent bulbs, looking .. shall we say a little pasty. Tennessee isn’t known for it’s seaside.
Suzanne… a displaced Marylander.
Melissa says
July 16, 2009 at 2:41 pmSounds awesome.
Reeb! Sounds like you’re close to me. Galveston is just a slightly longer drive for me. I’m in Rosenberg.
Jenn @ Juggling Life says
July 16, 2009 at 2:51 pmWhen my girlfriend moved here from New Jersey she was shocked–SHOCKED–to find are beaches are free.
Jenn @ Juggling Life says
July 16, 2009 at 2:51 pmOur, not are. Embarrassing!
Gail Kimball says
July 16, 2009 at 3:02 pmSounds like a perfect day!
In Maine MUSSELS are steamers? Never heard of that growing up in New Engand. They were always soft shelled clams – not little necks or anything like that.
http://www.diggerschoice-seafood.com/Steamers/
Now I want some!! Not going to find them in Ohio.
Sheryl W says
July 16, 2009 at 5:42 pmBossy, I love the picture.
Can I ask ? What do you do, in which you get so much time to play ? I’m asking because I want to play too and
these damn things called kids, mortgage payments and
so keep getting in the way…. I want to know your secret.
Cupcake Murphy says
July 16, 2009 at 8:18 pmWho is this Beach Tag Lady you speak of?
JK says
July 16, 2009 at 9:17 pmIn Massachusetts the beaches are free of Beach Tag Ladies…BUT they charge you to park your car. ALOT. It’s always something…
Easily Sunburned Susan says
July 17, 2009 at 12:47 amI dodged the beach tag lady recently only mine was a man with a cowboy hat who was a little drunk-ish.
sugarpie says
July 17, 2009 at 9:24 pmThanks, Bossy, for the vicarious get-away. I would (sort of) gladly pay the tag lady, if the $ went towards cleaning the beach every now and then.
Deborah Non Blogger says
July 18, 2009 at 12:09 amGood lord, i think there would be a revolution if they charged on beaches here in Oz.
There are no private beaches at all. Every beautiful one is full public access.
…but I’m over the sand! I like to watch from a nice strip of green grass and wave as I drink my Vodka and lime and read my book.
Deborah Non Blogger says
July 18, 2009 at 12:27 amDid some research …$5 to $12 a day and up to $125 for a season.
Arrgh! Is that per person?!!
Those had better be gold plated palm trees.
Cactus Petunia says
July 18, 2009 at 3:41 amBeach tag? Is that anything like freeze tag?
Imanitsud says
July 20, 2009 at 3:46 pmBossy: I might like to purchase an 8 x 10 or 11×13 of this photo for my front room. What would you charge me?