I awoke this morning to the sound of Annabelle’s collar rattling which let me know that she was awake and ready to hit the backyard with a mission. She is usually the last puppy to emerge from slumber but this morning things must have been pressing. Michele sprung up and took care of the urgent request. She also aroused the sleeping Westies who were not yet awake.  All three trampled the back deck on the way to their morning constitutional like a small heard of Wildebeest’s running from hungry lions. I in turn, went back to sleep. It is common on the weekends for Michele to keep her schedule and wake up early and for me to keep my schedule and cuddle sleep like a child with its Teddy Bear.

After another hour or so of sleep I finally got my carcass out of bed. By this time Michele had consumed much coffee and was thinking of ways for more. After I was met by wagging tails, the love of my life Michele suggested that we go out for breakfast. I have not yet refused a trip to a restaurant in my life so why should I change things today. Jake had spent the night at a friend’s house and Sarah was in Albany for the weekend. So not only do I get to gorge on food cooked by other people but I can do so sans teen.

We discussed our options and I quickly chose Sunrise which is literally right down the road. We loaded up and headed out. Clearly this was meant to be because I experienced wonderful parking Karma finding a spot right in front of the entrance. We sat down, ordered up two cups of coffee and launched for the buffet. We sat there completely content and made sure we told each other how much we appreciated the opportunity to be alone together. We often remind ourselves of how lucky we are to get to live on Wilmington Island, so close to the beach and downtown Savannah. Michele suggested that we take advantage of our time together and go have a walk on the beach. I could see nothing wrong with that and off we went.

Last summer I discovered the only two free parking spots on Tybee Island. I drove straight to them and found one unoccupied. There was car parked next to us with an older lady fresh from the local tanner who must have stretched out her leather like skin for her. She had just encountered an older friend and they were doing the battle of “whose got the most and prettiest grandkids”. One of them had grandchildren with her and they followed us to the beach. This determined which way we decided to walk because it was not going to be the way they went.

The two of us walked along the beach leisurely enjoying each other’s company and appreciating the sights of Tybee. Washed up all along the beach were Jelly-Balls. I had not heard of them until about ten years ago  when a friend of mine started catching them in his shrimp nets. He sells them to seafood distributors because they are a delicacy in oriental countries. They remind you of Jellyfish but they are much larger than Jellyfish and are much tougher.

We found a swing and sat there for about an hour contemplating the future. Those thoughts are generally of wishes for our children and the hopes of their future geographical location. We both want them to be well and prosperous but Michele and I disagree on where and how close they should live. Michele is still in the mothering stage and wants them at arm’s length where I am still in the caveman stage and don’t want them in my territory. I have been lucky in life so far so I am afraid I will lose this battle.

We returned home ready for a mid-day nap. Just as we dropped off I realized what a great day this is going to be since the first half was perfect. But really, how could it get any better?