So...the removal of my old parts went very well. The doctor actually used a robot to assist in removing my stubborn parts. This went well and I came out with 4 little holes in my abdomen. Not bad for such a big removal! The sweetest words you will ever hear? When you roll back in to that fabulously lavish hospital room and the nurse says, "Ms. Durham, you have a pain pump right here by your side. Just push the button when you start to hurt!" OH, if life only had a pain pump!
Now , to know me is to know that I canNOT sit still. Not even with holes in my belly. So, my family decided we should all go to the beach for the weekend. Sounded pretty good to me. Now I know when I say beach house, many conjure up the image of Martha Stewart lounging in her 50 room home by the sea...I have a 4 room home by the sea. There is a tiny little stretch of highway that runs from Mexico Beach to Panacea, Florida that is known as the Forgotten Coast. It still looks and runs like Florida did in the "good ole days". My little tiki hut resides on Cape San Blas. We are sandwiched by the gulf of Mexico and Port St Joe Bay. It is a bit of heaven on Earth. The weekend was exactly what I needed and I thought I would share a little of my simple pleasures by the sea with you. The first picture is of my fishing buddies! They tore those fish up on Saturday!
My Mom made this shower curtain for me years ago and I still just love it. How do you like my dollar store wall art? Cape San Blas only has 2 stores, the BP and the Trading Post, so decorating is pretty simple when you shop locally.
I know that grape vine wreaths are a thing of the past but this one is a collection of our lives and fun days spent at the beach.
The bay behind our house is full of scallops. I don't eat them but I do glue them to little white lights and make my mantle happy.
and to the left. This is my all time favorite! I have a porch bed with a mattress where you can lounge all day long and just listen to the waves. This place is magical. The Indians used to inhabit this area and you can still find their pottery washing up on the shore. I believe that their spirits still somehow keep this place "forgotten" and it is as magical for them as it is for me. I hope that everyone has a special place to go that is a healing place. Mine is not fancy(in fact, we are the smallest house on the entire peninsula)but is is practically perfect in my eyes. Blessings to all and thank you for the well wishes. I am on the mend and looking forward to living life to the fullest.