Weekend roundup 8/20

by: Sara Bozich
August 20, 2009

Loyal followers know that today's Weekend roundup is coming to you live from the Outer Banks. I'm back tomorrow evening, busy with two bridal showers on Saturday and may get a new pet on Sunday (I'll keep you posted on that, too).

At home, this weekend is filled with events of all sorts. Tomorrow's column will talk about some artistic events around Harrisburg, as well as a lead on some specials at the PA Ren Faire. Here's what else is going down:

North Carolinian Getaway – Part 3

by: Sara Bozich
August 19, 2009

Day 3 and no ponies. Fortunately, this morning, I finally snapped some photos of a posing horse during its breakfast of sand grass. More on that tomorrow, however.

Yesterday was the most relaxing day to date, if we truly are ranking them – but maybe that's because I didn't have to struggle with my poor Balderdash skills and opted for reading over walking. We sunbathed from the sandbar; I read nearly three quarters of my book.

The beach was even quieter than it had been the day before, with fewer vehicles parked on the beach, but seemingly just as many passing by. The water was cooler, too, which I prefer. The clash of temperatures was refreshing, and we frolicked a bit in the water, setting our chairs in the tide for continued cooling.

We stayed on the beach until nearly 5 p.m., taking in all the good rays (SPF-ed appropriately).

We dined on a delicious baked chicken meal, complete with fresh corn on the cob and homemade peach pie for dessert. I think I could get used to this lifestyle.

Also, last night we had our first Scrabble contests. I won the first, and came in a close second in the second match.

Warm breezes rippled through the screened-in section of the deck, where we took our late night glass of wine

In other good news, we've been keeping an eye on the action of Hurricane Bill – and it appears we will not be affected by his whims. He seems unsure of what he's doing just yet, but it looks like we'll be back in southcentral Pennsylvania before he selects his fate.

Oh, and an update from yesterday's cry over my lost sunglasses – I e-mailed Nissley on the eensy-weensy chance that someone had found them, un-trampled-upon and turned them in. I lucked out! They are saving them for me to pick up once I return. Props to Nissley for being so helpful.

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North Carolinian Getaway – Part 2

by: Sara Bozich
August 18, 2009

I'll be honest with you – I'm still mourning the loss of my most favorite Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses, which I apparently left in the grass at Nissley after last Saturday's concert. I can't remember if I bought them one or two years ago at my favorite little sunglasses store in Rehoboth, but I must admit it's been distracting me. I just spent 10 minutes trying to find them online, but to no avail.

We didn't see any ponies yesterday, so that was a disappointment – but the only one. The seas and skies in North Carolina have been good to us, showering us with sunshine and perfect temperatures. I'm not sure I've ever swam in an ocean as warm as this, and there were plenty of jellyfish to show for it. We have lots of questions about these gelatinous creatures – for instance, do they all sting? (We think so.) Even when they're dead? (Probably shouldn't risk it.) We saw one super mama jellyfish – she was pretty scary looking, but she got carried back into the sea.

Big Mama Jellyfish

And I should mention this – I'm suspicious of these sandbars. First of all, I'm not used to them. Where I typically vacation, waves crash right there on the beach. Second, if you're going to be called a "sandbar," shouldn't you serve booze?

NC sandbar


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North Carolinian Getaway – Part 1

by: Sara Bozich
August 17, 2009

After a stop to our local Borders for new paperbacks we didn't really need and a trip to Giant for some essentials, Rachel and I embarked on our trip south to the North Carolina seashore.

We're on a 4-wheel drive beach north of Corolla, North Carolina, and the sights are just astounding. Wild ponies frolic among the dunes, and hawks perch on deck rails. The sea is calm and beautiful, and dolphins make passes by our view in search of tasty fish.

There is no doubt all ready that the long trip here (long to me, anyhow – I'm used to driving to Delaware, sometimes without stopping at all) is worth it, and we're good co-travelers.

We started with the license plate game. We spied more than half of the nation's plates, including Washington and California, easily the furthest traveled vehicles, and five – 5! – plates from Canada. Two from Quebec and three from Ontario. We also saw a minivan with no plate at all. Not a one. 

Had we finished that, I was going to challenge Rachel to name the 67 Pennsylvania counties, a feat we once (almost) accomplished two years ago at our favorite watering hole, along with two other participants. Plus, we forgot Monroe, which obviously, we'll never do again.


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