We finally sauntered out of the house at 11am today. A bit later than I had hoped for but not a problem. Even the traffic and freeway closure due to a severe accident didn’t set us back. We arrived at the beach at about 1pm. Our original destination was Cannon Beach, but on a whim we ended up at Indian Beach. A hilly state park between Cannon Beach and Seaside.
It was better than I could have ever expected: not a lot of people, pristine beach, great weather and gorgeous scenery. We lit a bonfire as soon as we got there and flew the rainbow kite we brought. We had snacks. The girls played in the water and checked out the rocks and anemone in the tide pools. It was relaxing. Except for the drive back. I wish I had a driver or partner. The teenager had been out late and was too tired to drive.
We stopped at Spaghetti Factory on the drive back too. I ate way too much and while it’s reeking havoc on my digestion it was well worth it. It’s not often I indulge like this. A whole weekend of doing as I pleased….pretty much. If only life was always so grand. I can’t imagine any other Mother’s Day topping this one except maybe one filled with beautiful, healthy little grandbabies eager to share lots of love with Grandma. Now that wouldn’t be so bad either….I’m thinking. But let’s let that please be a long way off. Lol
Another highlight was that someone was giving away matching Schwinn beach cruisers…..they need a little work. A few rusted parts, but mechanically sound and with great paint, plus retrofitted with gears and in my favorite red color. Can’t beat that now can you?
Hope anyone reading this that’s a mom had a great Mother’s Day too. I woke up actually very sensitive and teary eyed remembering the mothers day I spent alone not that long ago. It’s too sad to retell now and I’m way too tired. They definitely can’t all be stellar. But here’s to hoping they only get better and better. Right?