I Just Ate Ten Cookies

Well, I'm 30 now, which means that this blog should come to you written in a very mature, knowledgeable and distinguished form.

Eff that noise! Nope.

What it does mean though, is that I can eat ten cookies in a row if I want. I mean I could do that before, but somehow I feel more allowed now that I'm 30. Oh, and more ashamed, let's not forget more ashamed.

Now that I've said that, the title of this post has nothing to do with the rest of the below content, so enjoy the surprises now before you!

I AM 30, LOOK THE HELL OUT!

Yes, I'm 30! Not a big deal, no rice being thrown over my head as I walk out of a house of prayer or anything, but I feel like it's a pretty big deal, one that I was lucky enough to share with some of the people closest to me in my life. Pops, Edgar, Paula and a new friend Lea, thank you for making my birthday even more amazing this year. I love you guys!

Now, on to less sappy and more wicked-awesome-holy-moly things!

I have a new favourite spot in Bermuda. It's nothing to write home about, and I'm quite sure that I may be taking over a local homeless gentleman's spot when I sit there. Nevertheless, it's a small bench near the water, along Front St. It's where I sit and it hits me, I live in BERMUDA! You guys, the people who really know me, did you see this coming, at all? I didn't! I haven't got a clue how I got here, but I am damn-well happy that I did! None of this is being taken for granted, I can assure you that.

I was chatting with a couple of ladies at a loverly dinner a while back, and I said something about that moment, that I was having a "moment" right then. It's when it really clicks in that we actually get to have this experience. By whatever means we individually arrived here, we are a few very lucky girls.

I've taken to calling those moments the "holy-shit!" moments. Catchy, really. Feel free to use it, preferably not in front of children. Oh hell, never mind, they'll have to learn it sometime, might as well be from someone as classy and lady-like as me!

I digress. Enough of that, here are some pictures of/from my favourite little spot!

Apparently you can just, you know, walk into the water... right where all of the boats, and more specifically, a huge cruise ship docks? Sure, I mean, go for it, bravest person in existence!

And then out of nowhere, I became "the crazy bird lady of Front Street"! I have no idea what happened, but I turned around and it went from no birds to all of these birds! I had no food, and I don't recall being dressed like a nest!

As I walked home from my lovely new spot, and with a lovely new title, I came across these beautiful flowers in front of the Ernst & Young building. Ironic, that the first is called Bird Of Prey, after the birds that came to attack me just above!

"JANE, YOU IGNORANT SLUT!"

... is from Dan Aykroyd to Jane Curtin on Saturday Night Live in 1977. This is precisely how I felt this weekend when I went to Dockyard with the family.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k80nW6AOhTs

"Hayley, you ignorant slut!"

There was so much more to Dockyard than I knew from my previous visits!

Below are some shots of the beautiful parts that I had missed, and the shops that I somehow, honestly I must be blind, did not even know were there!

PS. I now have a scarf obsession (bought two at the Dockyard market), trumped only by my obsession for those ten cookies that I ate, the namesake cookies of this post.

 These appear to be the things that the yacht and boat repair guys find at the bottom of the ocean, or on random boats that are abandoned. Love it.

This guy (didn't get his name), is a Bermudian artists who works right out of the gallery at Dockyard. His palette is almost as beautiful to me as his paintings.

This thing raises boats. It's quite amazing to see in person, a huge boat just being lifted above the water.

These are the shops that I had no idea existed. It was this huge building full of Bermudian trinkets, different scarves, treats and treasures.

Speaking of scarves, here is my collection. The new ones from this shop are the grey/flowered (second) and brown/flowered ones (last). I love them! I hang one off of the bag that I carry every day. It has a dual-purpose, as a pretty decoration, and as a place for me to temporarily place my sweat as the hot-as-all-hell days continue to occur here in Bermuda.

TAPAS & FONDUE, WELCOME TO MY FACE!

I've mentioned Seabreeze at Elbow Beach before, the magnificent restaurant overlooking the ocean.

I took the family so that they could taste what I wouldn't shut up about. I won't go through my favourites on their menu again*, but I will say that it is more than delicious. I insisted that this time, we get the fondue for the table. Boy, am I a genius!

Well, technically the people who invented chocolate, the concept of melting it and then dipping random edible stuff in it are the genii (yeah, that is the plural for "genius").

I don't have any shots of the food, as I was to busy getting it into my face as quickly as my man-hands could take it, but I do have some shots of the beautiful beach at sunset.

At this point in this post, I would like to "Babe Ruth" two things. (Babe Ruth, a world-famous baseball player, hit a home run after calling his shot by pointing into the outfield, http://mlb.mlb.com/video/play.jsp?content_id=3218817).

Firstly, let's all presume that I will get married at some point, I don't know when, or to whom, but I am "Babe Ruthing" that when/if I do, it will be here, at Seabreeze, in Bermuda. This next picture is of what clearly was the marrying place for some happy couple, left up after they left in holy matrimony.

Secondly, I'm "Babe Ruthing" that I will have a bike (to Canadian's, a scooter) one day, and I want it to be this one, that I took a picture of in the pretty-close-to-dark, so pardon the graininess.

WELL, A FISH BIT MY ASS

No, for serious. Well, it bit about five inches south of the left cheek. Got right the hell out of the water after that!

Now, to get that glorious picture out of your minds (you're welcome), here are some beautiful shots of Church Bay.

  

* http://bermudagiant.blogspot.com/2012/07/the-weekend-music-and-food.html