Another Outlet for My Reality Obsessed Self

We are not where we were- literally and physically. Loopielovesthebeach got her dream come true. The elephant is still in the room.. Why don't we acknowledge said elephant? Just tell me it will be okay so I can have peace. The salty air is the only reason I agreed to this. It is all I ever wanted, ... I am not scared, .... It is what it is. It will be or it won't be. You have no idea what I am talking about..

SO! I am a Florida Resident officially-got the drivers license and organ donor card to prove it. I am praying that my voters registration doesn't come in time because I will not vote for either one of them.

We moved here the last weekend of August, been here 10 days now. Our house is so lovely- the "island green" numbers announce to our street that we are locals. We are already scoffing at tourists. We are scoffing at people who live all. the.way. in Yulee ( 7 miles from the water- we just moved where we were 120 miles from the water- now we are snobs?)

Fernandina has been a dream of mine and now it is of Wes's too. It wasn't hard to convince him. More like a "hey, what you think?" and he said yes. When we were here for our anniversary Aug 2-7, we found a house and he turned in resumes to every restaurant on Monster. 2 weeks later he was down here for a third interview and the job was his. They threw us good-byes... it was all very sweet , and there are a few I will miss, but not enough to not come here.. It's close enough- they will visit.

I want to be anonymous for a while. The Parent Volunteer Breakfast letter went in the trash. I want them to all be gone to work and school for a while , so i can walk to the beach across the street- the water is beautifully visible from my balcony. I want to burn , lay with my face on the hard sand, rinse off in the foamy water, and sit back down for more- mp3 and will smith blaring as I wonder what the hell i am doing.. I know what i am doing, but is it okay? It seems surreal. Like i am on vacation . Wes says i dont need a job just yet ( LOL) so for now I will agree. I need some time for me.

We hear waves all day every day. The sun rises between the two houses on the Atlantic. Every morning it is mine. Toaster strudels and coffee are part of our 7 am ritual on the balcony before the kids go to their new schools.

I have missed my blog. I doubt anyone checks here anymore as it has been so long since i posted. I will no longer be signing my name Gina in SC... more like salt life girl. It is fun to go back and re-read myblog about how many damn times i have obsessed about the beach and wanting to move to it.. welcome to paradise.
On and On. On and On.


I've the sun on my shoulders and my toes in the sand.
I dont worry I just dream and stay tan. On and On... by Hoonua