Getting Your Hands Dirty Is A Good Thing!

Let's just say it's been a long couple weeks, months, whatever. Finally the metaphorical fog has cleared a bit and I realized we needed to just get OUT. So, the other day I shoved all of my work and household responsibilities aside and started cooking at about 1:00 while my kids were still in school. I made roasted potatoes with parmesan, bbq'd some chicken, and packed up a bunch of snacks, gatorade for the kids, beer for me, dog food for our beast, and decided to pick them up right after school, even put off the homework for a while and head to the beach until sunset.

And let me tell you, it was just what the doctor ordered. 

Heads full of sand, knees scratched up from the coral, salty air on our faces, and best of all, dirty hands full of bbq sauce. Forget about the napkins and just go jump in the ocean. A huge moon rose over Diamond Head right before we left and my tribe and i realized the beauty in those moments. The dirty moments where you're a mess and you just don't care.    

I'm looking for my Muse

Hi. Remember me? I'm the terribly inconsistent blogger who has seemingly abandoned the love of eating, drinking and being merry, clammed up, disappeared, packed up, shipped out. But no! I haven't really. I don't know what has happened to my Muse, but she/he/it has been, well, missing. Perhaps it's been drowned by the worries of life; bills, kids, changes, loves, joys, other writing projects, angst, spiritual quest and renewal, extreme yoga, busy with the real job, yadda yadda yadda....

 I don't even know if there is anyone out there anymore who is waiting for me to Swig and Grind and share it. I have, however gotten several messages etc... over the last few months, basically asking "wtf??!, if I see that damned picture of the pasta machine one more time....." Well, I'm sorry. I've been missing the blogosphere, I really have. I have eaten great food. I've discovered great wine. I've shaken up whacky cocktails, and even photographed the whole dang process. But when I sit down to write, I'm pulled in a thousand different directions.

So here I am today, basically confessing my writing iniquities, and writing about my lack of writing. Touche Renee. It's a start. I decided not even to post a picture, because I needed to just WRITE! Argghhhhh!!!!!

So all of this to say. I shall repent and return to my debaucherous ways and if there's any readers still out there after my long sabbatical, than we shall resume our adventures together. Anyone? Anyone???.......