Kicking Around at the KOA

KOA's are fun places to go when you are camping.  They have miniature golf, playgrounds, swimming pools, community showers, store, bikes for rent, cabins, and lots of places to explore.

At the urging of the children, we rented a four-person bike.  What fun it was to tool around the premises in our surrey with-the-fringe-on-top or almost. 

Campfires are for marshmallows, weiner roasts and warmth. Dogs come along with their owners, so we met and petted many.  Miniature golf at $1 per person, was a kid's dream visiting each of the 18 holes no less than ten times. 

Now we just need an RV to go with it.

Sizing Up Sushi & Sticks

My friend has been encouraging me to try sushi for some time.  Unless you go with an expert, who knows how to eat it or what is good to order.  I decided it was time to take the leap into raw fish territory.

Some expert friends chose the Red Ginger Bistro, who eased me into their favorite rolls, Crazy Dragon, Play Boy and Rock N Roll.  It was a 'lunch n learn' for me while they laughed at the novice.   Eel sauce, is pretty tasty. 

 

We all enjoyed Chopsticks 101 avoiding the forks as long as possible.  Next stop is Sukana for the 'top of the line' best rolls ever.

Bevy of Bruises

I'm battling a bevy of bruises that seem to appear out of no where.  Can't wear the short sleeves yet, or folks might think I've been abused.  In reality this is a problem of things that go bump in the night.  Possibly furniture and corners that reach out and smack me are to blame. 

 

Clumsiness or crashes happen daily if not hourly.  There is a chance my balance is off, who knows.  Poor memory cannot recall where all these blue, purple or yellowish spots come from.  Observers notice them before I do.

I'm not the only one, many women have the same problem. 

Thank heavens for quick healing tissue, making it possible to move on to the next big bruiser.

Framed Photo Finish

At a neices wedding a few weeks ago, young teen photographers of the family ushered us behind this classy frame hung from the old apple tree.  There we had a chance to make the best impression to all that cared. 

What a fun idea (probably found on Pinterest) and perfect night for family, food and framing a perfect photo finish.    We faired pretty well. 

Convoy of Kids

Shortly after I arrive at work, shouts of children come drifting down the street from a cache of kids riding their bikes to school.   A few minutes later the walkers come marching along with packs and purposeful steps chatting away.

Our business park is between their apartment complex and a daily dose of education. The school year will be over soon, but that doesn't discourage the children after months of car-pool rides released to the out-of-doors with adult in tow for good measure.

This same school was the recipient of my employer's generous years of tutoring, science fair judging, PTA support and thousands of copies provided for all of the first-grade booklets that I folded myself.

It feels good to hear happiness in a convoy of kids.

Cookie Cutter Culture

Envying those wearing the latest summer styles (even guys are wearing them), I splurged and bought some colorful cropped pants, torquoise and orange.

 My daughter said after I told her of my fancy find, "You live in such a 'cookie cutter' culture, everyone looks the same."  After bursting my bubble, I got up the nerve to wear them. I even left the tags on just in case someone called me a 'dough head'.


Cheaper ones were found at another store and tried on to see if they would work.  How is it that some brands make you look like a stuffed walrus?  Sporting the pricier ones, I ventured off to work with lots of compliments. 

"Now I need new tops to go with them", I told the Mr.  After rummaging thru the closet, some stand-ins were located.  They will do until the right sale comes along. 

In the meantime I feel as stylish, as a 'macaroon' that is!

5 a.m. Fitness Fancy

When Julie, my sister, said she was attending the 5a.m. Krank & Spinning classes, I just couldn't wrap my head around it.  She'd joined the gym I go to and loved it.  No way would I bring myself to even consider it.  I was good with 6:30 or later. 

After waking up at 4:30 one morning with no chance of more sleep, I decided to 'do it'.  Why not surprise her, too.  Well the surprise was on me.


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Gina, the Krank teacher, is a real comedian to keep us laughing and working out. My first time there she asked me about the weddings. I played along, clueless what she was talking about, until I realized she thought I was, Julie, who has two weddings this month.

Now four weeks and at least a dozen 5am classes later, there's no sighting of Julie. But everyone calls me by her name. I don't even think we look that much alike. Especially since we have never been there at the same time.



 I just completed my fourth spinning class. What a killer. I average between 16 and 19 miles each time with 300+ calories burned. Embarrassed that I staggered out of my first class before it was over for fear of having a heart attack on the spot, I missed the finish line by only a few minutes. Two years was how long the gal next to me has been coming. No wonder this newbie couldn't compete. Each week my endurance gets better, but still no Julie.

Maybe I will run into her after the weddings, unless I fickle out on this 5 a.m. fitness fancy before my phantom sister shows up.