So we went to the beach. On a whim Don decided to take me out,not to Jetty Park but a side road off Taft St., south of Sunseed Co-op., a little cozy beach about 8 or 10 blocks north of the Cocoa Beach Peer.

 

It was late in the day, 6 PM-ish. A messy bunch of spilled spicy cheese doodles lead to the board walk. 

I said to Don: "Euuuuew! That looks like an alligator had a case of the runs and dumped these noodle like rods"!

Don turned around looked at the mess, stooped over, picked one up, sniffed it and then licked it and said:

"I think they are cheese doodles".

 

Then he gave another one a lick and said:

"Nope these are too hot and spicy for that".

 

I couldn't help but to yell another:

"Euuuuuuuuuew"!

 

Next we walked towards the beach and we are now on the board walk. Either side of the boardwalk had srailing and was surrounded by green leaves/ sea grapes and an odd plant with 4 or 5 tiny white petals. The sea grapes produced a multitude of hard green berries. Another plant had only one red berry. I just felt like  the red berry had to be picked. This was difficult for me as there were bunches of thorns to navigate thru. I managed to grab it and I handed it to Don  and he squished it a little between his fingers.

 

I yelled at Don: 

"Don't eat it! It could be poisonous"!

 

He set it on the side rail for a squirrel. Don hates squirrels.

 

As we walked on the beach and got as close to the ocean without getting wet, we looked around. We saw a family of four on our right just 50 feet away on the shore line and to our left, about the same distance two bikini clad women. Small back bikini's ample flesh showing.

 

The bikini clad women had tramp stamps on their lower backs clearly visible and their backsides spilling out the underside of the black bottoms, exposing panti-lobes! Originally, we spotted them sitting in the water in beach chairs that had no legs. The water was lapping over them and all of a sudden they stood up and ran to their beach blanket on the dry sand near us to light up cigarettes and then return to the semi sub-merged chairs! As they were lighing up, that's when we got a good glimpse of the lower back tattoos and panti-lobes!!!

 

I said to Don:

"I wish we had brought our beach chairs. I feel really tired and I just want to put my feet up. Maybe we could just lay on the sand?"

 

I was hesitant to even say that because I am so finicky about getting sandy. No sooner had I said the words lay on the sand, when Don flopped himself on his back in a completely relaxed "dead man pose"!

 

Once again, I was shocked by his odd behaviour. No way would I do what he did as there were some shells and cigarette buts in the sand so I took my time and brushed the surface and then laid my big beach hat on the sand and carefully laid down next to him, my head protected by the beach pillow I created out of my big floppy beach hat.

 

As we lay there looking up at the sky, Don placed his man purse under his head as a pillow. The ocean air felt good and the blue sky with layers of fast moving could's made for an interesting view. We were in heaven on earth!

 Any time we are out in nature Don likes to talk and let me see the world thru his eyes!

 He said:

"The darker clouds are closer to us and we may indeed get rained on but that would be nice, however, I doubt that will happen as the rain water in those clouds will disappear before they even get to us".

 

A few birds fluttered by squawking.

Don said:

"I wonder what they are talking about". 

 

I said:

"They are probably cranky because they haven't had dinner yet. Let's go eat".

 

I knew we were going to the Sunrise Diner for some Greek food and split a beer and that thought made it impossible for me to stay put.  I sat up and then Don sat up and we dusted ourselves off and ran to the car laughing as we made a game of winner gets to the car first.

 

I let Don win and he had to wait me. He waited patiently by the passenger side to hold the door for me when I finally arrived.

 

Since I slowed down, I got to notice the red grape was still on the railing and the trail of spicy cheese doodles were unmoved.

 

I liked that Don was up ahead and took the time to open my door. Don can be a little goofy at times and this okay and gives me something to write about but he has that other side too and for the most part it's that other side that I focus on....otherwise, our relationship would never work.

All is well.