Cozy and warm

The holiday season is always so crazy, and I added into the mix a trip to California for Mia and her surf buddies…..for the entire Thanksgiving week.  We had a blast, but we missed our boys back home so much.  While we had turkey and all the trimmings at my SIL house, 2 of the boys went to their grandmothers house and Quinn and Bill stayed home and had this:


Yes way.

When he texted me that pic I said “Oh wow.  Sausage.’  And he said “Nothing but the best.”

With there being less than 2 weeks to Christmas, I just want to do a quick little update post in pics.

The Little Bitty House got a lock and a safe storage area until I can hook it up this weekend and take it to the island again.  Plans are to deck tout in season cheer and chill in it before Christmas.  I sent Bill this pic and said “Bitches can’t steal the Lil’ Bitty House.” and he replied “Yo”.


Snug in scenic storage.


California was so fun.  It rained there for 3 days out of the 8 we were there. Weird for California.  Below just a few pics of surfing etc.  The girls worked with a wonderful coach and had a great time surfing from Carlsbad down into San Diego.  The surf was perfect and dumpy….just how they like it.  Me?  I like a more gentle rolling wave, and with my bad shoulder, the dumpy ones were hard for me so I bowed out and shot pictures most of the time.












Their coach, JB.


It was hard to leave such fun waves, but so good to be back home.


Honey was really glad when I got back.  She missed her cuddles on the big bed.


I hit the ground running when we got home.  I got a tree at my favorite place in Corpus.  They have beautiful, fresh trees and the man that does the flocking always flocks mine right then and there so I can watch.  We hug and wish each other a Merry Christmas each year.  Love this tradition and look forward to next year.

I got it up on my own while Bill was at work, got the lights on, and stockings up. I decided to go with big colored lights this year, and everyone likes them so much, they didn’t want to do anything else to the tree and we love it.

The dogs got small colored lights too.  😉


Aaaaand then a surf contest got called on and we spent the weekend freezing our buns off at the beach.  Mia got 2nd and 3rd in her divisions and I made both of my finals in both Longboard and Shortboard, and ended up with 2 4th place finishes.  Very stoked, especially for making my Womens Shortboard final.  One of the oldest women to surf a shortboard final in TGSA history….if not the oldest period.  Pics to come!

On Monday the 5th, Mia made cupcakes and we had a nice evening watching The Santa Clause for the Eve of St. Nicholas. This is one of my favorite times during the holiday season.   St. Nick comes and fills the stockings and on the 6th we wake and see what he left.  Very sweet and peaceful before all the hustle and bustle of Christmas time.



Yes, he came….even for the 12 year old middle schooler.


This year will be the first time in 22 years that we don’t have a believer of Santa in the house.  Obviously, at 12, Mia does not believe this year, and boy is it strange to go into the season without a youngster excited about that Jolly, sweet man.  I told her that I believe in Santa…..who he was, and that now we all pass on the magic of that Saint who loved Christ and his teachings so very much that he gave generously to all around him in a Christ-like fashion.  It is different, but Santa will always be a very close and dear friend to me. I spent 22 years passing on the love and magic of his spirit and by God, he will always be in this home.

Proof of the existence of Santa Claus…..and he SURFS!


Shopping is almost done, Christmas jammies are being worn constantly, books are being  read, lots of hot chocolate with marshmallows, and the Christmas Llama is up out front.  (What, you don’t have one?)


AND we had a very strong front come through dropping temps into the 30’s and another on its way this week.

It’s a cozy Christmas time at our house.





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The Little Bitty House

I should have known there was no escaping it.  Once I clicked over and saw the first images I was captivated and completely drawn in.  I was hooked.

I had found this website in the summer of 2005 via comments on my friend Chris’ blog, The Big Yellow House (I know, she needs to blog again).  I can’t remember what the comment said, but I clicked on the blog link and my eyes were filled with images of the Gulf of California and 4 children, very similar in age to my own, playing on the beach in Baja, exploring Colonial Mexico and swimming in the Caribbean.

I spent the entire weekend pouring through the blog entries, and when I was finished I walked the laptop over to Billy and said “If you love me, you will read through this blog and take me away like this. I need this.”.

There was one picture in particular that had just sold me on the idea.  It was just a snapshot of someone else life, taken through the door of a trailer with the Gulf just steps away.  The husband had a handful of clams he was passing through the door.  A child was darting through it, and there was cilantro and tortillas on the counter.  It was so real.  So perfect. I think right then and there I mentally transported my family to that same beach and I knew that I simply could not stay where we were for another year.

We became friends with Kathy and her family, and in Fall of 2005 bought a new truck, and in January 2006, a giant 5th wheel to live in.  Then we began clearing out the “stuff” inside our house and waited for the school year to end so we could start our road travels.

Life has a funny way of changing your plans, and by May, we knew we could not leave because Bill got pretty sick and, well, if you have followed this blog you pretty much know that story. If you don’t, head over to my archives on the right.

I was pretty devastated, but also so grateful to have Bill with us that it took a way back seat in our lives.  We did take that giant 5’er on many adventures, one of which led us to where we now live.  Fate is pretty cool like that.

When we moved here, we honestly didn’t use the 5’er much anymore.  I think we took it to a wedding and then spent a Thanksgiving on the beach once, but for the last 9 years it has essentially been in storage.  We could not bring ourselves to sell it.  So many precious memories and we were both sentimentally attached to it.  That giant thing had essentially been our ticket to our life at the beach.  The memories we made in it with our children were absolutely priceless.

From time to time I would look online for a new trailer. Something smaller, with a bit of flair.  I looked at Shasta Airflytes, Airstreams, Riverside Retros and Sero Scotties.  We found several we liked and I posted about them here, but never pulled the damn trigger because, honestly, it was a hassle.  Most of the dealers were hours away and that meant hooking up the Little House and hauling it there after it had just been sitting for years and years.  Daunting.

A couple of weeks ago I was looking online at some Rpods and Bill casually told me to take a look at the dealers website in our town.  I clicked over to it and he walked to the computer and clicked on a trailer he had been looking at. Bingo.

We went to see it and felt right at home in it.  It was perfect.  Small, easy to tow , very well made and slept 4.  It isn’t retro, vintage, or flashy, but it sure felt right.  We told the dealer we would call him in a day or two, and went home to think about it.

On Sunday I woke up very early, made coffee and logged in on the computer.  I went to Way Back Machine and searched up Kathy’s old blog and started at the beginning and made my way through it.  In the past, from time to time, I would scroll through her archives… especially if I was down or missing my life with all my kids.  It is like reading a good book and it always cheers me up.

When I was finished later that afternoon, I sat down with Bill and said “You know, it will be different this time.  2 of our kids have moved out and Quinn is not interested in it at all. Mia is, but that won’t be the case for long.  This trailer will basically be for us….one day soon we can travel together in it.  I don’t know how I feel about that.”

He listened and then asked “Is that why you were reading Kathy’s blog again?”

Yup. I am not sure how it will be not seeing everything through my children’s eyes… experiencing all those places without them.  Will it mean anything anymore? Will it be as special?  I needed to see if reading it from that perspective would still enchant me like it did 11 years ago.

The answer was a resounding yes.  It did.  It was magical, beautiful, raw and full of adventure and love.  It again captivated me and drew me in.

In answer to my other questions…..Honestly, once you have experienced things through the eyes of a child, I don’t think it will ever be as colorful, vibrant or exciting again without them present.  I wanted to see those places with my 4 kids.  To watch my sons swim in those warm waters, dig for clams and see Mia playing with her My Little Ponies in the tide pools.  I can’t tell you how bad it pains me to know that when Bill said “It’s now or never” in 2005 that it would be “Never” in regards to traveling there with my young children.

But! what has been happening with these kids leaving my damned nest so fast is that I am starting to see my life again with Bill.  That life we had, pre-babies.  It was pretty darn good and I am starting to think all is not going to hell in a hand basket when Mia takes flight.  No, it won’t be the same at all.  Seeing those places will not be as special through my own adult eyes, but it will be mighty fine.

Two days later we made a deal to trade in the Little House for a 2016 Lance travel trailer.

They got it ready and by the following Wednesday it was snugged into our driveway.


We have already taken it to the island for the maiden voyage.  5 days at our old spot, #19 at IB Magees. I towed it there,  backed it in and set it up by myself.  Stoked!


Bill and Mia joined me on Saturday morning and we spent the weekend surfing, exploring and just kicking back in the Little Bitty House.  I stayed to give her a good test until Tuesday.

It was most definitely not the same without all my babies, but it was damn fine for sure.


Scenes from the maiden voyage:

Bringing her home!
Stormy surf.
Towed it to the island and backed it in on my own. Easy day…not.
Family is 4ever and it is everything. Never forget that.
We watched a guy reel in this huge red.
Morning coffee walk.
Pelicans like rainbows too.


Post run brekkie.



Little bird that followed me down the beach.

On Monday and Tuesday it poured.  And poured. I was snug in the trailer, reading, drinking coffee and Mexican hot cocoa and watching the rain.

And then Bill came and stole me home.

So, you may ask, was it still the same?

Well….. Same same, but different.  Instead of being filled with my own kids, the trailer was filled with Bill, Mia and her surf buddies.


There was laughing, walks on the beach, donut shops, skate parks, movies, hot cocoa (made with almond milk because I forgot to get milk)….


….dirty feet, sand, ice cream, late nights talking, laughing, pelicans, rain, coziness in a Little House and I am happy to say that Never can go straight to hell.

I have Now.


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