Lazy, Hazy Days

Livy Pulitzer

Crabs from the Machipongo Clam Shack just south

of Exmore, Virginia on the DelMarVa peninsula

just north of the Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel.

BBQ Brisket sandwich from Pigman's on the Outer

Banks.  Great Cole Slaw, Fried Okra, Corn Bread,

and the most insanely good Hush Puppies with

supplied honey butter.  Can you tell by now that I

like black pepper?

The promised Para-sail ride, on the Roanoke sound.

The sail was only about 12 minutes, but they

seemed fairly thrilled with the high.

The big girls on the beach after dinner.

The little girls on the beach after dinner.

A ghost crab.  By day they are the most elusive

creatures on the planet.  They spend all day

digging their holes, and if you so much as blink,

they scurry back down their holes.

At night, they are all but paralyzed by the

flashlight, like a crab in the headlights.

They are basically there for the taking,

if they were worth taking.

Wiener Dog in her most content state.  Way too hot

during the daytime hours, she stays inside and watches

the World Cup.  She got a bit nervous, but Germany

beat Ghana.  She would have otherwise shredded

the couches. 

Way too fat and happy..........

That this one still loves him like she does.

Who brings oxtails to the beach?  I do, of course.  They were

cryovac-ed, and frozen and made great freezer packs to

keep my Enbrel cold for the two day trip to NC.

I threw them in the oven to brown at 250 at about 10:30, and

went to the beach.  Just before noon, I came back to check

on them, and the US vs Algeria game was in the 84th minute,

tied at nil-nil.  I couldn't go back to the beach before the end

of the game.  It didn't look good, but around two plus minutes

into extra time, the US scored on a Landon Donovan goal and 

I screamed so f'in hard for so long, I kinda lost my voice.

It was worth it.  It reminded me of the last Giants' Super

Bowl win.  Yes, when it's US against the world, I'm a

soccer fan, a big soccer fan.  It's all about patriotism.