To the beach, beach, beach (Pt. two)

The long awaited (not really) beach blog has come! I’m only posting it a few days later than I said I would, so I’m not that far off schedule. I just kept putting it off because I knew how many photos I was going to have to attach, and that’s just a pain, and incredibly tedious. However there’s nothing for it, it must be done, pain or not.
You know I honestly can’t remember if I actually mentioned going to the beach on my blog, so for those of you reading who aren’t related to me (which means you haven’t heard about it if I haven’t written about it in a previous blog) then you couldn’t have been awaiting it, for a long time or no time at all, because you didn’t know I had any cause to write a beach blog. So I believe a small amount of explanations are in order.
I went to the beach with a bunch of ladies from work (including my Mom and two sisters, Stephanie and Sandy, though Sandy isn’t technically my sister, she’s kind of like an adopted sister, but it’s a long story and completely besides the point, so let’s not get into that). We went to the beach because we work in a children’s school, ages three through seven (though I work in the day care part along with Mom, Stephanie and Sandy, though Sandy is a teacher as well, but not anymore because she’s now like the principle of the school or something). ANYWAYS. Every year when school lets out (we get out considerably earlier than other schools) the ladies from both the school and the day care take a beach trip, and this year I went. So there you go, an explanation for why I went to the beach, though not particularly small like I said it would be. I tend to get off the subject a lot when I tell a story, and I go off on a tangent of distantly connected thoughts and ideas until I’ve gotten you so confused you don’t even know what I was talking about in the first place. I did it again, just there. You didn’t need to know that, you probably already knew that from my long rambling explanation of why I went to the beach. I could have just said “I went to the beach with some ladies from work.” and that’s really all the explanation you would have needed. But no, I like to describe to you fully exactly how things happened. And again, all of this was completely pointless. Give me a moment and I’ll try and figure out just what it was I was talking about…
Oh yes, going to the beach!
So, I went to the beach.
It was fun.
Although I was terribly allergic to something in the incredibly nice beach house we stayed at so I was sneezing constantly, and we had to go to the store and get some Benadryl so I could actually breathe, because without it I was like “SNEEZE” *gasp for air* “SNEEZE” and that went on forever and ever until I looked like a complete watery mess, like I’d been cutting up onions and applied entirely too much blush ALL OVER MY FACE. And I don’t even like blush.
SHVOOP
Back to the subject.
I took lots of pictures at the beach, and it is my intention to show you some of them in this blog. I will get a few up on Flickr, but I took so many it’s going to take a while for me to decide which ones to put up. However on here it doesn’t matter what they look like, because it’s just a blog, not a website for photography, and no one’s going to care what they look like.
(You wont be able to tell by reading it, but I took about a two hour break from my blog writing right there).
So now, without further delay, I will show you my pictures! I will explain them as we go along, and I’ll do my best not to get distracted and start talking about how lasagna and bologna don’t rhyme, and how it’s both cacti and cactuses, or whatever else I may get off the subject with.
First I’m going to show you the house I stayed in, but because I fail I didn’t actually take very many pictures. I was kind of transfixed by the fact that the beach was like right outside the window, how on earth could you expect me to pay attention to a house made of dead trees, that made me sneeze at that? I mean it would be something completely different if it was made out of stone, or cheese or had a tower room! Wait… it DID have a tower room? Oh… well I got pictures of that of course!

Okay, so these are the spiral stairs that lead up to what I’ve obviously decided to call the tower room. They were terrifying because they made creaking noises, and I’m afraid of heights.

And this is the magnificent sight your eyes get to soak in once you’ve braved the stairs.

Pretty freaking sweet, amirite? I mean it had a telescope! (Though I couldn’t actually figure out how to use it).

And then this… this is the amazing juke box that I dared mess with.

It was very very loud, and I played on it such delightful songs as Fighter by Christina Agulara (idc if I spelled her name wrong), Jailhouse Rock by Elvis Presley, Ring of Fire by Johnny Cash, and I was tempted to play So Yesterday by Hilary Duff, but I didn’t want to subject everyone to the torture of it, since there was no sound control on it. It’s a funny story actually (get ready for rambling), because when I was looking through all the music (most of it was oldschool rock like ZZ Top and Kiss and crap like that) and I found the song by Christina Agulara I was like “OH I’ll surprise Steph with this one!” Because we both know the song, and she likes it, but I messed up and ended up playing a different song that I didn’t know, and since it was the first time anyone of the group had messed with it I wasn’t expecting it to be as loud as it was, and I kind of backed up with my palms out in front of me like I was trying to fend it off, but it turned out that the song was called The Remedy by Jason Mraz, who happens to sing a song called I’m Yours which I think is tolerably decent, and for some reason I was very tickled by this. Of course you wont find that interesting at all… and yet I still found it necessary to tell you a l l about it!
MOVING ON!
This is the only other picture I have involving the house, and it’s of this strange Moon/Sun wall ornament which for some reason I found intriguing.

Now for the scenery! Of course a straight out picture of the beach is one of those first.

And of course because beach weather is incredibly annoying and never does what you want it to within a couple of hours it looked like this,

And I did NOT get to get the sunset over the beach picture that I wanted.

Then I got several pictures of the many different kinds of grass that were outside on our little piece of cliff that overlooked the ocean.






Those don’t really need any explanation, and if I endeavored to give you one you’d likely be here till tomorrow. And the last one isn’t actually grass, but I thought I’d throw it in anyways since it IS a plant, which is close enough for me.
I didn’t do much the first day. That is, before we got to the beach house we went shopping in Lincoln City, and Sandy bought me this cool brown cardigan thing which I like a lot, and my Mom bought me an a m a z i n g red checkered wallet, which I will probably eventually (maybe) pay her back for.
Oh but hang on a moment! For lunch we went to this (nastyyy) restaurant called Momiji’s, and it’s basically like chinese food and sushi in one place, and I don’t happen to like chinese food very much (and I hate sushi) and they didn’t have the kind of chinese food there that I liked (I know this because I went there last summer when I went to the beach) so we stopped off at Burger King to get me lunch and I brought it in with me and ate my burger and fries while the others ate their nasty chinese food/ sushi, and I felt really really awkward like people were looking at me and thinking “Stupid American!” I don’t know, but I always feel like people are calling me a ’stupid american’. That is, if they’re not American, because an American using ‘Stupid American’ as an insult would be kind of… strange.
Okay, back to the pictures!!
The next day we went to Depot Bay where I took the following pictures,



(This bridge must have years and years of accumulated seagull poo on it, which is why I took a picture of it)

Also I got this A M A Z I N G jawbreaker!!

And I’ve saved the best for last!
This is Leon, the squirrel I made friends with.
I was a bit camera happy and I took several thousand pictures of him.
This is him saying “Oh hey, you got food for me?”

And this is where he realized I didn’t have any food for him and only wanted to take his picture.

And then, what’s this?! You DO have food for me?!

OMG FRENCH FRY OMG!!

OM NOM NOM NOM delicious french fry!

He let me pet him, and we are now bestest of friends for ever and ever till one of us dies or just forgets.

So that was basically my beach trip. I took pictures more than anything, and the rest of the time I was on my computer, mostly editing my pictures (I’m sure I took more than 500 of them) and then just doing my general meandering of the internet. When I wasn’t on the computer or taking pictures I was wandering the house sneezing, or sleeping on the incredibly hard bed that made my entire right side fall asleep.
I did go down on the beach a couple of times, the first day with Stephanie while it was really nice outside, and the second day with Mom when it was so foggy you couldn’t see a thing. I picked up some cool shells though, if I can be bothered I’ll take a picture of them and post them in another blog. Which means I probably never will.

And now I’m going to end this beach blog, since it’s almost 2000 words already and also because it’s almost one o’clock in the morning and I don’t want to spend the rest of my night typing up a blog. I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself, and if you haven’t, well, sucks for you! I just wasted some of your life with this that you will never ever get back. SUCKER!