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A Very Surfing New Year

Today’s Music: The Ramones – Surfin Bird
Days Til Spring: 79
I’m generally the quiet type. I don’t talk a whole lot. Because when I do, it invariably gets me in trouble.
Despite the fact that it was below 30 degrees farenheit this morning with a water temp of maybe forty deg F, I’d been saying I was planning on surfing new years day for several weeks. Enough to the point that A Frank Angle, on his list of “national…” days listed wednesday as El Guapo Surfing Day. Enough to the point where my boss sent me a happy new year email, closing with “don’t drown.


Wish I’d been wrapped in a blanket like my board…

So despite the frigidity of the weather forecast, and the fact the the surf forecast was one word – Flat – I’d backed myself into a corner.
To be honest I was still planning on going when I went to bed at 2 last night. I’d cut myself off after two (delicious) beers so I wouldn’t be hung over. I even packed my bag with gloves, booties and hood and pulled out my wetsuit.
I woke up bright and early at 8 am, but my wife (The Most Wonderful Girl in the Universe) was so warm and snuggly that I stayed curled up with her until 9. But then my innate “me”ness kicked in.
By 945, I was in my wetsuit at dunkin donuts getting coffee.
By 1015, I was on the beach, freezing my butt off, looking at an ocean surface only slightly rougher than glass.

Don’t let the ripple in that pic deceive you. That wave, and all the waves were breaking so close to the beach it was like surfing in sand.
But don’t let it be said that I am a victim of common sense!

My wetsuit-clad leg, ready for battle.

My wetsuit-clad leg, ready for battle.

The waves were so low, and breaking so late, that I stood a few yards from the beach. When I saw the few surfable waves roll in, I hopped n my board and rode them the five yards into the sand.
Those drops of water on the board are good atlantic ocean drops.

So I stayed in the water about 45 minutes. When I first got in and the water trickled into my glove, it was so cold that it took about five minutes until the water warmed up and I could move my hand again.

The waves? Crap.
The weather? Freezing.
The surfing? Horrible.
But New Years Day, I spent the morning doing something I love – sitting on a surfboard in the ocean on a beautiful morning.
And if that ain’t worth it…well then, the crazies who ran into the water in bathing suits (and a tutu) 10 minutes after I got out was totally worth it.

And you thought I had problems???

And you thought I had problems???

Happy New Year to each and every one of you to your families, and to your loved ones.
And I hope every last one of you catches your wave, whatever it might be.

Friday Foolishness – Slathered Edition

Today’s Music: The Ramones – Psycho Therapy
Note On Today’s Music: It’s got a good beat, and you can dance to it. Thought it would be fun!

The week starts. The week ends. And here we are, again to celebrate the oncoming weekend! But what is there to celebrate? Well, aside from looking forward to the days off, there were some great posts I got to read! Here’s some of what I saw…
Lorrie had the most awkward conversation ever with her son. Sooz collected some hilariously painful observations about sports and education, and According To Mags showed how football players are sissies compared to moms.
And in a huge honor, Cayman Thorn gave me a Reality Blog Award! Seriously, if you don’t know his site, you’re really missing out.

They, and all of you made it a great week to hang out in the sphere.

(One last note, go to Circle of Moms, where they’re still taking votes for their funniest blogs. So go vote for Old Dog New Tits , According to Mags, Lady or Not and UndercoverL!) (And you can vote once a day!)

Come! Come, let us express ourselves through interpretive dance!

Come!Come, let us express ourselves through interpretive dance!

This past week, there was an event. A big event. A delicious even- no wait, that comes later.
This past week, it was the super bowl! It means many things to many people. But we asked what does it mean to you? And apparently it means many different things. Here’s what you said. (As always, my comments fumble along in italics.)

Nothing since I stopped smoking pot! Ginger, Queen of GingerLand
(But that’s the only way the game makes any sense!)
Realizing I cannot read roman numerals. SnaapyG
(You should understand them by the time you put in your MCCDXVLII answer…)
Nada, I just wanted to vote in the poll! PonyTailSnaaper
a great excuse for a shit storm of expletives (polysyllabicprofundities)
(And that’s just during the pre game show!)
Men in tights; and hits plummetting on my sites. (nice rhyme, huh) Michelle
(By all rights, I bet they regret missing your delights!)
straightman for EG!!!! BK
(I think we’re all a little too bent here to claim the title “straightman”…)
promopromopromopromopromo- it’s tough being at the top! buddhakat–>
(I think you misspelled pompom.)
pretending it’s still the sunday between the playoffs and the superbowl! BK
(As opposed to a whole bunch of sundays between the super bowl and the next playoffs!)
hopefully NOT blowing my nose (or my lunch)! buddhakat
(Just stick out your tongue when your lunch goes through your nose – two meals for the price of one!)
(No, I didn’t just say that.)

ANYTHING but football!!! buddhakat
(I knew you were the one watching the Road to the White House marathon on CSPAN!)
An early night and lots of you know what? 🙂 Gray Dawster
(I’m guessing not knowing what “you know what” is what led to it being an early night…)
Getting my six pack in order 🙂 Gray Dawster
(I bet after the third, you don’t care what order you’re having them in.)
You’re born, you die and everything in between is filler. Lou Grant/ lindavernon
(You know what you’ve got, Linda? You’ve got spunk!)
Another year Cleveland sports goes nowhere – unless they become Ravens. ~Maddie
(Well, Cleveland still has the…I mean…Yeah, I see your point. But GingerSnaap is in negotiations for David Beckham to be traded to the Ohio HouseHusband team, so…)
The number one day of the year for guacamole (in the US) ~ Red
(But Cinco de Mayo still has the lock on tacos. And diarrhea)
The great big mixing bowl for mixing Christmas pudding MBT
(Only 319 days til xmas!)
The best toilet in the house!
(When you really need it, is the quality that much of an issue?)
A recipe for an orgy, oh, not that kind of bowl, sorry 😦 Gray Dawster
(No, wait! We like that kind of bowl! Waaaaaaiiiiiiiitttttt!!!)
Sweet F.A. But Naked Volleyball Rocks 🙂 Gray Dawster
(Naked volleyball? Fun! With rocks? Not so much…)
Watching anything but Super Bowl – benzeknees
(CSPAN party with Benze and BuddhaKat!!!)
My team still sucks. They almost made it the year I got high. (UndercoverL)
(Oh, you’re a Mets fan too?)
The Puppy Bowl, which is my Super Bowl. Carrie- Carrie Cannibalistic Nerd
(I feel I should make some sort of “Punch Bowl” joke here…)
Knitting while Hubby sleeps thru the game (Stacy)
(Are you making him a remote-control cozy for next year’s game?)
I might actually watch the game this year. Go Niners!
Eating tons of food and then napping. Oh and football stuff?-Lily In Canada
(Without football, you’ve just described an average Saturday.)
.guys with really big….TVs. 😉 Alex A.
(They’re just compensating for small…DVR storage…)
Band practice might be canceld… PMAO
(Maybe. But this one time, at football camp…)
Hosting a big party that’s more pain in the @$$ than it’s worth which includes making Bacon Explosion, so it’s worth it after all…Quirky
(I’m writing this from the Cardiac ICU. And it was totally worth it.)
naked tickle fights. x, Becca
(When discussing tickle fights, “naked” is redundant.)
waiting on annoying customers while they yell at the tv! (words&otherthings)
(It’s only a problem when the TV yells back.)

Avoiding the smells coming from the male-dominated TV room. Carrie Rubin
(And by avoiding it, they’re forced to get their own darned snacks!)
Chicken wings! And no more Ray Lewis, yay! -RoS
(Unless he becomes an analyst. For figure skating…)
What’s the Super Bowl? – Emily @ The Waiting
(It’s that thing where people sit around three hours to watch commercials!)
A day to go on a long bike ride and find some BBRRAAIINSS!! (Rutabaga)
(Then you’ll definitely want to be away from the field. And the broadcasting booth…)
Eating junk food I avoid the rest of the year. Bring on the potato chips!
(There’s someone playing football every day of the year somewhere. As if we need a reason to eat junk food.)
A perfect reason to shape a mixture of soft cheeses into the shape of a football
(Martha? Martha Stewart? Is that you?)
hahahahahaha!! I LOVE that last option. -asplenia
(Nonono, you love ALL the options!)
an empty movie theater~Addie
(But without other people, how will you know when to cheer?)

Congratulations to GingerSnaap for this week’s winning answer! And from the offered choices, the most populare was Is that the one where they sweep the ice to make the rock go? So congrats to all you die-hard curling fans too!(I bet you’re all Canadian.)

Pancakes aren't just for breakfast anymore!

Pancakes aren’t just for breakfast anymore!

This week, there was another event. A big event. A delicious event. Yes, February fifth was National Pancake Day!!!
Since I know you all looked forward to it with as much enthusiasm as me, today’s poll asks what you put on top of yours!
So let us know, but do it by 14 Feb, 2359 EST, because that’s when this one closes. (And if you write an “Other” answer, leave a way to identify you, and I’ll link back to you next week.)

And so, to send you into a weekend that I hope is filled with delightful foolishness, I give you these.
First off, I’m just surprised I didn’t post this sooner. (And it has a great end!)

And for all you Downton Abbey fans, this is just for you.

have a great weekend, and a great week to follow, y’all. See you…out there…