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I HAD THE PLEASURE (THE joy) of meeting Old Jessica (my friend and first English student here in Fuengirola, to differentiate her from New Jesica, my friend and later English student in Fuengirola). And when I say old, she isn’t even close to Pedro and Kathleen with their aged-40 risk factors.
Jessica and I haven’t seen each other in ages and we ended up sitting and chatting for more than three hours. She’s another one-of-a-kind friend we’re so lucky to have met. To know her is to fall in love with her. I was truly down in the dumps Sunday. But, now, my feet aren’t touching the ground (well at this moment, my ass isn’t touching the chair).
Monday at the gym is, of course, the busiest day of the week. So I’ll return Tuesday and I think my new routine will be Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday. I need to catch up on my fitness reports. I continue to do well.
I found a bottle on the beach yesterday and could see a note inside. From its condition I’d guess someone tossed it in the water and it was washed right back to shore. I couldn’t read the note through the blue glass and left it where I found it. I hope they enjoyed emptying the bottle of Árabe white wine (which I read combines the best of the extremist tradition with the avant-garde trends). What does that even mean? As my wine-loving friend Lidia says, “Fruit forward”!
Dreary, breezy, and chilly here again today. Temps of between 12˚C / 54˚F and 14˚C ⁄ 57˚F. My more northern friends would call it balmy. But it’s a damp chill. There’s even an 80 percent chance of rain currently. One can only hope.
We received the hardcopy book proof today (PDF arrived Friday), so I’m about to review it. At a glance, it looks great — if we do say so ourselves.
Despite the dreary days, the plants on the terrace are happy. Some close-ups below. I’ll share better views another day so you can see how big everything is (if size matters to you). I’ve also included more photos of yesterday’s walk on the beach. Now to the book proof!
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TUVE EL PLACER (LA ALEGRÍA) de conocer a Old Jessica (mi amiga y primera estudiante de inglés aquí en Fuengirola, para diferenciarla de New Jesica, mi amiga y luego estudiante de inglés en Fuengirola). Y cuando digo vieja, ella ni siquiera está cerca de Pedro y Kathleen con sus factores de riesgo del edad de 40 años.
Jessica y yo no nos hemos visto en mucho tiempo y terminamos sentados y charlando durante más de tres horas. Jessica es otra amiga única. Conocerla es enamorarse de ella. Estaba realmente deprimido el domingo. Pero ahora, mis pies no tocan el suelo (bueno, en este momento, mi trasero no toca la silla).
El lunes en el gimnasio es, por supuesto, el día más ocupado de la semana. Entonces regresaré el martes y creo que mi nueva rutina será martes, miércoles y viernes. Necesito ponerme al día con mis informes de estado físico. Sigo haciéndolo bien.
Ayer encontré una botella en la playa y pude ver una nota dentro. Por su estado, supongo que alguien lo arrojó al agua y fue arrastrado de regreso a la orilla. No pude leer la nota a través del cristal azul y la dejé donde la encontré. Espero que hayan disfrutado vaciando la botella de Árabe vino blanco (que leo combina lo mejor de la tradición extremista con las tendencias vanguardistas). ¿Y eso que significa? Como dice mi amiga Lidia, amante del vino, ¡“Fruto adelante”!
Nublado, ventoso, y frío aquí de nuevo hoy. Temperaturas de entre 12˚C / 54˚F y 14 ⁄ 57. Mis amigos más al norte lo llamarían templado. Pero es un frío húmedo. Incluso hay un 80 por ciento de posibilidades de lluvia actualmente. Uno solo puede esperar.
Recibimos la prueba del libro impreso hoy (el PDF llegó el viernes), así que estoy a punto de revisarlo. De un vistazo, se ve genial, si lo decimos nosotros mismos.
A pesar de los días grises, las plantas de la terraza están felices. Algunos primeros planos a continuación. Compartiré mejores vistas otro día para que puedas ver qué tan grande es todo (si el tamaño te importa). También he incluido más fotos del paseo de ayer por la playa. ¡Ahora a la prueba del libro!
• Por lo general, la Ciudad regularmente recalifica la playa y acarrea más arena. Eso no se ha hecho desde antes de la pandemia. La base de la silla de salvavidas solía sentarse alto y seco.
• Muchos mejillones en la playa ayer. Algunos apestosos.
Here’s a sweet story about a message in a bottle that traveled 3,200 miles from Maryland to Ireland.
https://www.washingtonpost.com/lifestyle/2022/01/24/ocean-city-message-bottle-ireland/
TexasTrailerParkTrash:
That IS a sweet story!
I think your two Jessicas should be named in true regal fashion as Jessica the First and Jessica the Second.
Debra:
One is Jessica with two Esses and the other with only one, so I could be kind and not call Old Jessica OLD Jessica.
Your plants and flowers look great!
“extremist traditions and avant-garde trends’? what the heck? Hope the message is clearer!
Wilma:
Wine descriptors are sometimes so ridiculous. Perfume, too. And don’t get me started on some art curators.
Oh those canookies!! Sweet (literally) memories.
Those things on the beach look kind of like barnacles. 😇
Jssw:
Canookies. Will definitely have one in April. Wish they shipped!
For two weeks now we have had heavy rain, blizzards, storm and icey roads.
So +12c sounds nice 🙂🙂
Elin:
12C is spring for you! We’re freezing.
Smash the bottle read the note
I’m too nosey x
John:
Yeah, maybe I should have popped the cork. Probably gone today. Anyway, germs!
Go back there and read the note!!!! Your readers want to know!!! Especially those who are 40 and lived risk filled lives! 🙂
Kathleen:
I could have added something to the note and thrown it in the sea. But I didn’t want to touch the bottle. Risks are much higher at 60!
Please go and read the message in the bottle, we all need some excitement in these times.
It probably says ‘Crocs, buy one, get one free’. LOL.
Karen:
Buy the right Croc at full price. Get the left Croc absolutely free!
Your plants are wonderful. Such blooms !
cheers
Parsnip:
There’s always something blooming. We have our own greenhouse on the terrace.
The blooms are gorgeous! Don’t read the note (ducking thrown bricks). What if it ends on a cliffhanger? I hate those!
Deedles:
Maybe I should have read the note. I considered it and then thought I’d probably be disappointed. I wanted something brilliantly profound… or at least clever.
Wonderful close-ups! Wish our ‘Crown of Thorns’ was as lush.
I say read the note and then return the blue bottle back to the sea…….think of all the potential blue sea glass.
Jim:
Our crown of thorns are planted in two long tubs. Three plants in each and they have spread and thrived for years now.
How could you not have read the message???
And where can I buy avant-garde wine???
Love that last photo of the sea with the ship in the distance. Very moody, in absence.
Bob:
Was pleased to be able to catch that shot with the sailboat. It’s funny how I wasn’t even that curious when I saw the bottle. NOW, I am.
I’m sorry you had a rough day on Sunday, and I’m glad you feel better now. I would not be able to leave the bottle without reading the note. You are a less nosy person than I, Scoot.
Love,
Janie
janiejunebug:
I’m surprised I didn’t read the note. I think the idea of germs caught me.
How could you NOT open the bottle?! It might have been a million Euros wrapped in a sheet of paper!
Tundra Bunny:
Argh! I hadn’t considered that.
You have a thumb of many colors!
Oh, and I love the Sting reference!
Walt the Fourth:
And I completely forgot. I had intended to include the video. I had already found it with Spanish subtitles.
Walt the Fourth:
And sometimes black, too!
No need for the video clip, the tune is playing in my head. You could start tossing messages in the sea and seeing where they go. The trick is to get them in a current, the gulf stream for example.
David:
I wonder how the currents work here. Some new research. However I hate the idea of throwing anything in the sea… other than rocks that wash ashore.
“Fruit forward” is an expression that deserves an illustrious future.
wickedhamster:
Yes, it’s been used by a good friend of mine who loves and knows wine and would never describe one as “combining the best of the extremist tradition with the avant-garde trends.”
There seems to be a gloomy cloud making its way through the blogoverse! Glad you’re feeling more chipper!
Sassybear:
Yes, I think the gloomy cloud is making its way across the world.
Look like it might be the sales receipt in that bottle.
Kirk:
I figured it wouldn’t be anything profound, but the sales receipt would be a major disappointment. Maybe even an IOU.