Day 2

The waves were more calm as I drove through the wet sand road to reach the beach access road to the highway. It was still dark about 6:30 and the tide was going out. Our sandy road to the beach house was washed away by Hurricane Ike last year and is yet to be repaved by the City of Galveston. Don't hold your breath. Doug is not worried that we will get stuck. Wet sand is usually hard....Key word is "usually."

Faculty meeting after school kept me late and then had to grade artwork and input grades for tomorrow is progress notice deadline. Drove by the golden arches (the new one has a cool aquarium in it) and picked up two salads for supper. Yes, SALADS. It was dark and blowing a small gale by the time I reached the beach. Went outside and took dark beach photos. Small technical problem because my camera will not download them. Meanwhile, publishing my photo of the house taken previously.

Back to blog 30 minutes later....my fault...this non-technical person had the plug put into the wrong USB port....it was in the cable connection which I didn't know was....so two days of photos are ready. Back to beach pics.....yesterday, was cold when we took our self portraits on the deck. Tonight the tide was low and we found a pair of sunglasses washed up. Who knows what lurks from the depths of the sea?

Day 1

I woke up in a stilt house on the middle of Galveston Island. Slept on three waffle mattresses on the floor. The beach house is furnished so we had the brilliant idea of storing all our furniture this past weekend. Played hookie from school and spent the day with Doug moving stuff and more stuff into our beach house. The wind was strong enough to push me up the stairs as I brought in useless treasures. I swear I'm only making one more move!!!!! This year at least! Ha!

Chris Botti's smooth jazz was the perfect accommodation to the rolling waves outside. The surf was an easy five foot with the southeast winds of 20-30 mph. Aren't you impressed that I know this coastal info? A few diehards were on the beach, but not for long. Of course, it rained on and off all day and it is pelting as I write. I am only allowed to move on 105 degree days in the summer or driving rain in the winter. No exceptions.

Photos will be posted when I'm not so tired. Two highlights of the day were waving to the coast guard helicopter as it buzzed the beach houses and watching the towtruck get stuck in the sand as it brought one of Doug's vehicles to it's new parking spot.

Signing off now for I really think the entire house just moved from the wind. Maybe I should go look outside and see if the ocean is underneath us!!!!!!

Before the Big Move

Moving to a beach house. Here's the pre-Hurricane Ike look at my Bermuda Beach, Texas. The beach house used to be the second row of houses. After the hurricane, now's there nothing between the blue beach house and the water except pylons.