Wednesday, July 10, 2013

July Fourth

For the past few years, as long as this great beach side tradition of ours has been in tack, we have come to expect that the Fourth of July carries the risk of one ill fated incident or another popping up and threatening to ruin a piece of our festive little American spirits. There was the year in which nobody showed up but we had a grand time in spite of all the extra food, the time the wrong person (with the demon child) showed and overtook the likes of our RV for an entire weekend, the time it rained and everybody sulked around the beach in sweatshirts (except for Ana who got conveniently lost at the bar) and lastly, the year that violent stomach flue wiped through our entire camping crew with a vengeance, sending nearly every one of us to bed for three days following fireworks.

This year proved no exception. Late Wednesday night my wallet was stolen from the Von's shopping center as I loaded groceries into my cart, car packed to the rim with all our beach gear, bringing me to tears as I realized my much welcomed new iPhone (for those of you who know me, this new phone was a long time coming) had been stashed inside. Two hours later, with a sheriff as a no show, we headed back to the beach to meet Mike in the RV (already camped out in line to ensure parking at our favorite spot) only to awaken to Rex with a golf ball sized swollen left eye. With little hesitation we bid farewell to our prime parking and made our way to the nearest Urgent Care only to hear them conclude - as our google skills had so faintly suggested in the moments of debate that came with having to drive back into town - that he was likely "bit" by "something" and needed additional care only should it become infected (it did, but that's another story and he is fine now)

In the end, the wallet, the phone, the eye and the exhaustion hailing from one long and sleepless night, didn't ruin our day in the least. In fact, after a certain point, the bad stuff just kind of faded from focus and we were back to being simply satisfied by another beautiful holiday on the sand with warm weather, blue skies, good waves and a few old & faithful friends by our side. We spent the day sun bathing, snacking and laughing. And then ended the night over on the shore at San Clemente pier for the most spectacular fireworks show we know. For the those 35 minutes, sitting on a dampened sand bank, watching those big bright lights explode over the ocean, everything - minus Leon screaming hysterically from a beneath a Tye Dye sheet after every single boom - was just as we had planned.

The rest, is for the record books.







Till next year, Independence Day.





14 comments:

  1. Sometimes I sort of like the "bad" stuff that happens because it makes the best stories. I am really sorry about the wallet and the bite and the infection
    . You're pictures and stories make me want an RV something terrible.

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  2. that bite! i have been there so many times (i have three boys too) with the ER/Urgent Care...should we go? should we wait? i would have gone too...that looked gnarly. During the month of November we were at the Urgent care something like 4 different times...i started going to different ones because they started recognizing us and it was embarrassing :) glad your day wasn't ruined - speaks to the kind of person you are i reckon!

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  3. I just love your writing style. So honest and real and eloquent.

    :)

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  4. You are a great writer you had my interest the entire time :) I found your blog on Instagram :) ill be following you haha cute family

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  5. I am a new blog reader and really enjoying it. Could you please explain, where you live, you park at a beach parking lot and camp there? Or is that a campground?

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    1. I live in the inland empire - about an hour from l.a - and this beach here is San Clemente state beach, where we like to surf, and camp (there are 2 camps in the area) but not on the beach - up the road a bit :)

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  6. I'm so sorry to hear about your lost Iphone! That keeps happening to friends of mine here in San Francisco, repeatedly getting their phone stolen moments after purchasing-they are a hot a commodity here in the city and people will do anything to get their hands on them! Its truly so sad, so much over a silly phone. You are so wonderful not to let it get the best of you. From the images it looks like you enjoyed your day nonetheless.

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  7. such a lovely blog - i adore your photos and your words

    sorry about your iphone!!

    xx

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    1. thanks girl. Iphones can be replaced. all is good.

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  8. Your beautiful photos make me miss surfing and the beach life so much. Thank you for sharing.

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  9. Oh girl... the phone, the eye, the wallet... they're all bummers. But looks like you made the best of it and it all turned out pretty spectaular anyway. I'd pay at least five bucks to watch your little Leon hide under that blanket... what a cutie. That eye though, that's something else...

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    1. yes, and in person the eye was much worse!! That photo is the only "decent" one I could find :o

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  10. I had a similar experience. I lost my wallet in the supermarket, right before closing. I called and they would check lost and found tomorrow, but in my haste I drove back to check the parking lot. Looking in the store window I can see all the carts and one had a little bump where my purse was stuck safely until they reopened.

    Laverne Bodnar @ US Health Works - Sacramento (Downtown)

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