Showing posts with label beach christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beach christmas. Show all posts

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Tap your heels three times...






The picture and the context say it all... THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME!
Oh the sunshine, blue skies, warm winter weather, and being able to go to the beach in January, wearing shorts, tank tops, and flip flops. Too bad my friends here are total flakes. I don't care, the weather is enough!
I think I really do suffer from that Seasonal Affective Disorder. (SAD) I get sulky and moody if it's cloudy for more than a day, and prior to leaving my own place it had been overcast and cold for days on end. I'm talking low 40's even 30's! Oh and the wind! I was waiting for the bus one morning and the bus bench was glittering. I looked and then touched the seat; there was frost on the seat! The grass along the parking lot of my job was also white with frost. I know, that's not a big deal to people from up north, but for me it was enough to call my friends and whine as dramatically as possible. Thank God I brought all the winter gear I used in college. Even though the temperature is the same in my college town and the new city...I don't know, at least when it was cold in college it was sunny and the sky was a sharp, clear blue.
That blue was ripped out of the sky and placed into the eyes of someone. A blue that can easily be confused with the pool in which he spends so much of his time. A blue that makes me smile. A blue that makes me think of sunny skies and deep oceans. A blue that makes me at once feel at home and far away. Sorry Taylor Swift, loving him is BLUE!

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Beach Christmas


Ok, so since not everyone lives in a place where snow is a major part of the holidays, I've decided to write a little song for us non-snow birds and share with the snow birds how wonderful it is to live in a place that's always nice, warm, and sunny. Now like most parody songs, I just took the melody of "White Christmas" and changed the words around a little. Credit for the melody goes to Irving Berlin, the words however are my own.

I'm living through a warm Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the palm trees a-sway
and people a-swim
in beaches drenched in sunlight.

I'm living through a warm Christmas
With every kitch postcard I write
May you not congeal and freeze
Oh I'm glad my Chistmas is at the beach!