Mi Miguel pitched our tent once again at our favorite beach Friday evening.
We were lulling around knowing good and well that the sprinkling would soon become a full blown rain. But, once we get inside the tent, we want to be lazy and stay there.
It's especially hard to pack up and go home, when the neatest things pop up out of nowhere. This little racoon got a little too close to our tent.
The beach patrol came so he decided to hide out in this palm tree.
You can clearly see he isn't very intimidated of the prospects of being captured.
On our way out of the beach parking lot, we saw this little critter. Mi Miguel knew immediately what it was. I thought at first it was some kind of mutant turtle with long legs.
Turns out he is an armidilla. I've never seen a real one. I've also never seen a racoon on a beach before or in a palm tree. Enough R&R, it's time to get back to work.
Saturday was a gloomy day. But Sunday, brought sunshine and great painting weather. Come on outside and see where we're at with making the peach disappear.
The garage door has a second coat of paint. I'm debating on doing a technique on the entry door and this garage door. We're both kind of liking it with just this warm tone.
No matter what we end up doing with the doors, we both are thrilled to see less and less peach.
We're slowly getting the soffit painted to match the stucco. We thought about hiring someone to do the soffit, it's literally that much of a pain in the neck. But seriously, in the end, how hard can it be?
I posted in February that each month I will be interviewing and blogging about a "Fascinating Person". This month I chose one of the first people we met when we first moved to Florida.
Let me preface her story by saying that this fabulous couple has been more than kind to my husband and me. I've traveled the world and met many people. I can say without hesitation that this woman is truly one of God's precious angels.
Karen Sell moved to Florida twenty one years
ago with her husband Steve. While she missed her family and friends in Pennsylvania,
where both she and her husband were raised, she has grown to love living in
Florida. In a time where women had few options after high school graduation,
Karen started her path towards nursing, first becoming a licensed practical
nurse and then advancing to a registered nurse.
In Karen's own words, "I spent 45 years in the nursing field. I was an intensive care nurse
working with adults when I became an R.N. This was the perfect time to
change specialties and NICU was calling my name. What a difference
going from adults to newborns."
Becoming an RN revealed Karen's true calling. "The rewards are too numerous to list but the joy of seeing
a parent return to visit in the unit with a baby who was not expected to live is priceless."
"I
retired two years ago but have heard from several parents who remember
with gratitude my support and nursing care.
One life lesson I have learned from being a nurse is how precious life
is and we should enjoy each day.
I miss the interaction between parents and their new babies. When first meeting a new mom in the NICU, they were afraid to touch their newborn child. With
encouragement, education and guidance
they soon felt like they had always been a parent. It was beautiful to
be a part of that."
Again in Karen's own words, "I do not miss going to work every night (I
worked nights for 20 years). But I miss the rapport I had with the parents and
babies. I miss the bond and friendship I formed with my co- workers. But that
said, I love retirement and the new things I am doing and learning. I can say
with much honestly that I would not have changed my career path. Nursing has
been good for me and to me."
Karen stated that becoming a nurse was never something that she ever thought of as a child. However, because she grew up to become a neonatal intensive-care unit nurse in spite of her dreams, so many newborn babies have grown up to pursue their own dreams.
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