Wellfleet

Most people, when they think of Wellfleet think of the drive-in movies, the flea market and the Oyster Festival. Today, Bobby and I went to explore the other aspects of Wellfleet. All we had to do was put the car in neutral and the wind pushed us up there. OK, I may be exaggerating, but the wind today was unbelievable!!

First we stopped at PB Boulangerie and Bistro. I wish I could have captured the smell of all the bread there. It was amazeballs (this is much more than just amazing). My chocolate croissant melted in my mouth and we even bought white chocolate bread to bring home! Chocolate and bread= pure happiness.

We took a little hike around a marshy island? I've always wanted to see what was on the other side of this bridge. The views were beautiful and the wind strong!!

We decided that we would be so happy in that little yellow house with the marsh/ocean view. Too cute!

Then we took a road north along the water toward Truro and passed a golf course and ended up at Duck Harbor beach. We were the only ones in the parking lot and as we trudged up the path to the ocean, we were anticipating the winds on the other side of the dunes. It was so blustery, that the sand hurt as it was whipping at you. But, oh what a site!!! We were the only ones (crazy enough) to be on the beach and we could see forever. I can't wait to check it out this summer!!

So take a day trip to Wellfleet, it's totally worth it!! And don't forget to bring me something chocolatey from the bakery!

Thinking Snow Thoughts in April

Spring school vacation week is typically suppose to be warm or at least warmer than this...

No, those are not diamonds, but hail. Ick, that definitely does not scream sunbathing in the backyard to me. 

What I have really been wanting to write about every time I drive by them are these "things" hanging from the utility lines in one part of town.

I truly do not know what they are for, but they look like chairlifts for squirrels. Bobby and I almost had one of his sons convinced that that was exactly what they were. 

Boy: "Why are you taking pictures of the sky?"

Me: "I am not. I am taking pictures of the chairlifts."

Boy: "What? Those are chairlifts?"

Bobby: "Yes, for the squirrels to get back and forth."

Boy: "You mean the chairs actually move?"

We couldn't go any farther than that. We were laughing too hard. Got to love gullible kids :)

Wine Tasting Fun

One of the perks of dating a bartender is that evidently I get to go to wine tastings. What a fine idea: wine tastings. What I put out on twitter was: I am at a wine tasting. The only thing better would be an ice-cream tasting....#bartenderboyfriendperks

I do love wine, but I really love chocolate chip ice cream. I can't even fathom having  50 different brands of chocolate chip ice cream to try. I would know my shit, too. I would be all like, "Oh, that is so creamy" or "Oh, those chocolate chips are divine" or "Well, that is Ben and Jerry's and that is Stop and Shop".

At a wine tasting, things were a little different. There were 75 vendors there and they had all sorts of wines each. You grabbed a glass and they would pour you a little bit of whatever you asked for. People were sniffing, swirling, talking about legs (yes, legs). They were talking price points, vineyards, oak or not oak flavored, citrus or not... It was almost a foreign language. Don't get me wrong, I love white wines. However, I do not have oodles of money to spend on wine, so I tend to go for my typical large bottle of $12.99 Chenin Blanc/Chardonnay/Pinot Grigio. Here at the wine tasting, I was drinking sips of wine where the bottle would have gone for $75. Yikes!

So, I am walking around and who is one of the "vineyards" selling wine, but Bill Lee.(Right now, my uncle is jumping up and down reading this saying, "I know him!") He was a Red Sox pitcher from 1969-1978 which means he was on my radar during the years I followed the Red Sox pitch by pitch. Side note, once upon a time, I wanted to be the first girl to play for the Red Sox. Anyway, his wine Spaceman Wine is pretty good. Here we are:

By the red of our cheeks, I would say we both had our share of wine for the afternoon.

All in all, it was quite the experience and hopefully it was the first of many.....#hinthint

MIssing: Spring

Remember my last post? Right, it was about the weather. Guess what? I was right. Spring was not right around the corner because we had a blizzard this past Wednesday and it was even snowing today in between raindrops. Because "blizzard day" was my Birthday, I decided to give all of Cape Cod the day off to enjoy celebrating me. I'm pretty sure that's what everyone did, right? Right? Hello? Anyway, I had a great day off and even took a drive during the stronger part of the blizzard. Guess who was in town to celebrate me, I mean broadcast the storm? Jim Cantore from the Weather Channel. He comes to your town, you know something big is coming. I thought people who do not reside year round on Cape Cod might like to get a better look at what spring is like in our neck of the woods.

A friend of mine for put this on Facebook tonight which is just priceless! Thanks Krissy :)

An Ode to the (Never Ending) Winter

Should I blame the weather guy?
Or maybe the atmosphere or the sky?
This weather really blows
And has since I don't knows.

I love snow, oh yes I do.
I love to ski and sled with a crew.
This year it's been below 20 degrees,
I call uncle on this winter, please.

A 40 degree day with clouds or sun
I am not that picky, I'd feel like I won.
The bone chilling cold is wearing me out
I want to stamp my feet, yell and shout.

3 more days until "spring"
It will surely make the birds sing
But no, it may snow next week
The 10 day forecast looks so bleak.

My cheeks are sallow, my skin pale,
If only for a tan, my body does wail.
I have sat in a driveway in my beach chair,
Blocked by the wind with sun on my face and hair.

I take every bit of warmth I can find
A heater, a fire, sun through a blind.
Fleece and warm fuzzy socks,
3 layer bundled up walks.

My flip flops are crying on the shelf,
Will it ever warm up to put them on myself?
My toes are so ugly right now,
Begging for a pedicure, I mean, wow.

Some day the sun will shine,
The temperature will cooperate and be fine.
Then, too soon, it will get too hot,
Can we ever be happy? Probably not.

It's goes with the territory of living in the northeast,
Less sun/more sun: angry temperaments released.
Oh, to have a dry 70 degree day,
Yes, there is always September or May....

Until then, we wait and we wait,
We busy ourselves with our chilly state.
We find pleasures in small gifts like a sunset,
While we bundle under a blanket and turn up the gas jet.

Throwback Thursday

Saturday at the Chatham Squire, you will be able to find many hairy men. No, not quite like bear week in Provincetown; we are talking facial hair here. The Women of Fishing Families have recreated a fundraiser we threw 5 years ago. Some of the lower Cape's finest have been growing their staches for the past month and will be judged Saturday. Here is an example of the first one (5 years ago).

So if you are around this weekend, stop by the Squire at 6:30 for some fun. You can even enter the contest with a pre-existing stache. All proceeds go to WOFF!

Oh Owl, I Will Find You

The (damn) Cape Cod snowy owl is avoiding me.

I don't know why. I am a very nice person and all I want to do is snap a picture or 2. I don't want to kill it, or eat it, or make it my pet. I just want a few pictures. Yes,  I have been sent and brought attention to other people's photos. Even Bobby's son has taken a picture of the damn thing. I WANT TO SHOOT MY OWN PICTURE!!!

I went looking again  for it today on Forest Beach in Chatham. Want to see what I saw....

Bobby's "drawing of a snowy owl" in snow.

An eff'n seagull that actually might have been the owl in disguise.

A beautiful sky. (I got distracted..)

Some turkeys in a yard.

A turkey yelling at the owl to leave the premises because I wanted to shoot it. Damn turkey misinterpreting my "shooting" for taking a picture.

Let it be known, I will find this owl and "shoot" it! I am a determined woman with spring in the very distant future. What else do I have to do?