It’s “Hey Rene J” Today!

Our resort is hosting an “Island Fashion” conference this weekend. It began last night with a runway show featuring beautiful youths preening and prancing in beachwear. We were watching from the back of the show when I was approached to star in the finale. Apparently my style was noted for originality and definition.

There was credit given to my “anonymity” approach with my headdress, the complete covering of my lily-whiteness saving others from the glare from my skin, and my laudable attempt to blend in with a swanky cover-up. The addition of my old, crappy house slippers was an attraction for the older attendees.

We returned to our condo home where my husband, proud spouse, did a photo shoot. I offer you the best of the phenomenal takes showcasing my lack of a tan – or sunburn. Pity the entourage who had to travel with me.

Have board, will travel.

Vacation requires the “fast scrabble” version. No keeping score, creating words quickly. Unsuspecting travelers with me do not realize there will be a board on board! Thankfully the unsuspecting one is my bro and he is willing to indulge me in a puzzle-for-the-day.

We did not create anything memorable, but we did awaken our brains a bit. Heading out to enjoy the beauty of the islands.

You are googling, “How to crack a coconut.”

We are ruing the fact that we forgot to bring a screwdriver and hammer. However, the resort peeps definitely know what to do and we may be hunting them down for an activity today. My duct tape will not solve this issue, unless my brother happens to chop his finger off.

Simple joys with nature’s toys.

• Palm trees abound
• Your summer clothes are too tight
• You might be driving on the wrong side of the road
• Feral chickens roam the country
• Your hair acquires natural sun-enhanced highlights
• You missed a spot on your arm when ‘screening up
• The boat captain is a character
• There are fruity drinks
• You see juvenile drummer fish when diving
• You actually are diving
• You don’t look at the weather for your home
• Wet stuff lies strewn about
• Any kid by the pool will find you
• You live dangerously with the possibility of a coconut hitting your head

…and finally, you have some nice photos to share.

It’s difficult to head out for warmer climes when your own home base is warm and beautiful in bloom. Missing the bursts of color? Oh, I guess I’ll suck it up on the beach or under the sea. What a glorious day.

Yes, I ran one of these old computers in my high school days. Our grocery store, the coveted job of a sixteen-year old, had two registers like this. Every Thursday after school I would run home to memorize the store’s ad so as to have the prices fixed in my head. Cramming those numbers into my brain certainly helped with test-taking in college. I learned to visualize really well! (I should have gone on “The Price is Right” after high school.)

Today’s comic strip made me a little nostalgic for those beautiful registers. They were works of art.

From the vantage point of the kitchen table, today’s angle of the sun brings us an array of crumbs strewn across the island counter. I thought I’d properly washed that yesterday?

Every day I can open the kitchen blinds and draperies a tad more so as not to blind me. And every day I can see more green appearing and birds searching for real estate. Long-awaited Spring has returned.

There’s a reason it’s called “Spring cleaning.” This lighting really does emphasize the problem areas. Time to finish the dregs of my coffee and get on the continued efforts to clean. Tally ho!

Yesterday I was privy to a mispronunciation that had me giggling at a funeral. The lector recited, “A reading from the letter of St. Paul to the Philippines.”

I know St. Paul made the rounds but I was surprised to learn he had visited that archipelago! Oh, I suppressed my amusement appropriately, and it was an error which I’m sure has been made before. The problem is I can’t remember the reading now because I was too entertained by the goof. It did remind me that someday I want to go to the Philippines.

There’s always something to be gleaned from the Word of God.

Did you know you’re supposed to wash your broom? I guess it makes sense, but I have yet to do it. This comes to mind every time I open my cleaning closet and stare at the products and utensils supporting my efforts.

Although the broom is not being cleansed today, the vacuum is. The broom will have to wait until I do a major sweep! Just another deep thought from this merry maid: