Scenes from a Saturday: Beat the Heat

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There are only two places you should be when temperatures are rising to 105 degrees — anywhere inside with AC, or out on a boat. We got lucky with an invite to the latter and enjoyed a true Maryland Saturday complete with a visit to Thomas Point Lighthouse, passing under the Bay Bridge and anchoring off for a day of sun, water, food, friends and family.

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Picked up Joey’s sweet summer hat for $10 at Marshalls the other day. I might have to steal it though ūüėČ I may or may not have had that plan in mind when I bought it.

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Linking up with Simple Things Sunday on Simple as That today, so feel free to pop over and check out more great pictures. Photos this week from Instagram because I get nervous bringing my big girl camera out on the water. Follow me on Instagram at @dianatroese. Happy Sunday!

I See A Lot of Lawwww Breakers

When your out of town guests show up at your door with a dozen of the most amazing doughnuts, a box filled with Pittsburgh themed goodies and a mission to giggle like 12-year-olds during Magic Mike, you just KNOW it’s going to be a good weekend.

The kind of weekend where a random guy gives you free bottles of unopened beer when you’re pulling out of the parking garage simply because he’s an “Army guy in a Navy town” (my mom is definitely freaking out right about now),¬†and you come home late at night to find your husband making homemade meatballs for everyone and cucumbers at each place setting dressed up like the characters in Magic Mike.

*Let the record show the cucumbers were not Joey’s doing, but rather my silly mother’s.*

We’re not even taking into account yet the bottle of champagne during a sunset sailboat cruise on the Chesapeake Bay.

Yes, the laundry is completely piled up after a weekend of indulging with friends. And our guest room bathroom still doesn’t have a proper mirror since in a haste to finish it before company arrived I didn’t measure closely enough. But looking at pictures of happy friends and beautiful surroundings reminds me that those things will get done eventually, and I spent this weekend doing exactly what I was meant to be doing.

We all need to stop and watch the sunset every now and again.

Preferably from a sailboat. With champagne. And three of your most awesome friends.

(PS: Check out Pam101’s blog for more stories from this weekend.)

Your Choices Are Half Chance

On our ride up to Pittsburgh the other weekend, Alex and I talked a lot about how we catch ourselves too often getting anxious over future uncertainties and how we need to remember to live in the moment, enjoy and be grateful for the things we have today and take life as it comes. And it’s true, we all need to remember to stop and breathe each day and be thankful, but on the other side of the living in the moment scale is the part where you set goals. The part where you do think about the future, plan for it, figure out what you want and then figure out how to get it.

When Joey and I picture our future, there has always been one common theme…

We want to live by the water. Which is convenient since we live outside of Annapolis and there’s water, water, everywhere. What’s not convenient is the crazy expensive housing market. So we’ve been talking a lot lately about our goals, and how we achieve them. We try and reconcile our desire to have it all, with our understanding that there’s no way in hell we can afford it all you don’t need it all to be happy.

Like everything in life, it’s the balance game. We’re weighing the costs and the benefits of certain things, thinking about reasonable time frames to make some moves while at the same time thinking about how sometimes you just have to jump in with both feet… and all your clothes on.

There’s a quote in the sunscreen song that’s replaying in my mind lately, so tonight I’ll leave you with that…

“What ever you do, don‚Äôt congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either ‚Äď your choices are half chance,¬†so are everybody else‚Äôs.”

The Great Maryland Pastime

It’s the most quintessential summertime Maryland experience — sitting by the water, picking crabs and drinking beer¬†(side note: I just wrote “drinking friends” by accident, which definitely is not a quintessential experience, nor something I would endorse).¬†What makes the experience even better, which is probably true of all life experiences, is the people you’re with. Which is why this past Saturday was such a blast, picking through two-dozen extra large crabs at Cantlers with a couple of fabulous ladies, Sara and Danielle, pictured above, and all of our Sig Others. We topped off the night with a trip to downtown Annapolis. I never get sick of this view…

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We sat on the dock, enjoying some ice cream from Storm Bros. Ice Cream Factory, watching the tide roll away boats go by, talking about life and leisure diving (google it). A simply great summer night. The kind that leaves you with the feeling that Life. Is. Good.

And as a bonus — I get to check something off my summer list.¬†

Of Roots and Wings

Joey and I talk semi-frequently about wanting to make-like-a-bird and migrate south. The catalyst for this discussion is usually something like an especially, freezing, dreary winter day – “Let’s move somewhere where it’s warm all the time” – or a particularly awesome day at the beach – “We need to live in a beach town so we can do this everyday” – or when we’re watching “House Hunters” on the Travel Channel – “Holy crap, that 5 bedroom, 4 bath, 4 car garage house is only 280K in Florida?!?! What the heck are we doing living in Maryland?!?” Which was an actual conversation we had the other night.

But this particular conversation happened after a particularly awesome day in Annapolis.  A day where we sat on the dock at Pussers with awesome friends eating crabcakes and drinking Pain Killers, then hopped on a boat to go meet up with more awesome friends.

(View of Naval Academy from the river)

A day where our boat may or may not have run into some engine troubles when we stopped for gas. And at that exact moment another boat drove by, only for us to realize said boat was filled with more awesome people we knew who were actually able to fix said engine. Our two boats then proceeded to play ‘follow the leader’ over to our final destination, where some awesome parents fired up their grill and tossed on enough fish, chicken, sausage and steak to feed an army – or a group of sun-spent friends.

It was a day that makes you realize that while spreading your wings, and flying into a new adventure is a wonderful thing, growing roots can be equally as wonderful.

Earlier in the day my friend Emily and I actually had a short conversation about roots. How sometimes you fight the place you came from in fear of feeling stuck in a spin cycle – doing the same things you did 10 years ago, with the same people you did them with. But I suppose that’s a very artificial way of looking at things.

You shouldn’t spread your wings in spite of your roots.

Our Maryland roots bring me a lot of¬† joy in the form of family, friends, community and lifestyle. That isn’t to say that one day we won’t spread our wings and migrate south.

But today. Today we are happy.

Today, Roots win.

Re-Cycle, Re-Use, Re-Sail

While popping in and out of stores on Main Street in Annapolis on Saturday, I came across the most fabulous line of tote bags made out of…wait for it… recycled sailboat sails! It doesn’t get much more Maryland than that! It’s from a retailer called Re-Sails, and they don’t just stop at tote bags – they sell vests, shorts, pillows, belts, hats, even dog collars…and more.

They apparently have an entire store in Annapolis at 42 Randall Street, but there’s a store on Main Street that carries their line of bags. I don’t remember the name because, ya know, the whole popping in and out not paying attention thing.

I’m tote-ally (see what I did there with the play on words? Clever, eh?) in love with the rope handled tote bag above with the number 5.¬† These puppies aren’t cheap though, so if you were wondering what to get me for my birthday, which just happens to be April 11, don’t say I didn’t give you any ideas.

PS – Someone email this post to Joey – we all know he doesn’t read this blog!