We’re here on the Oregon coast, and I am typing on my mom’s crazy little tablet computer that has one of those satellite interent cards in it. It is very slow, however, and it is reminding me of the days of dial-up internet access. How did I refrain from gouging my own eyes out during all of those grueling dial-up years? It’s a miracle my sight was saved.
Anywho. WOW. Oregon? WOW. So beautiful. And the ocean is about 40 yards from where I am sitting right now- crashing a roaring and making me frightened of the ‘Tsunami Zone’ signs we passed on the way up here. Last night I climbed up to the top story of this rental house and looked out at the dark ocean and I became convinced that it was coming closer. Then my mom reminded me of this thing called THE TIDE.
Today is fabulous Thanksgiving. There are parades and football games and a pumpkin cheesecake pie in the oven that I am making. Mom and Dad ran to the store to get peach gelatin for the buttermilk salad, while Jared and Chris are raging their own ping-pong war down in the basement. I hear my husband is finally beating Jared, so I believe some smack-talk is in order. (I feel like I am in that episode of ‘The Office’.) Ezra is watching the Little Einsteins and getting into all the games upstairs- scattering pieces of backgammon and colorful poker chips from here to Timbuktoo.
We walked to the ocean this morning and found a fort built into the side of the sand dunes. It was made of driftwood, and Ezra seemed to feel safe from the loud waves in there. Each moment here has been ridiculously sweet.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!