Laid Back…

…with my mind on my Shelling and my Shelling on my Mind.

As you can probably tell I am taking the shelling easy these hot summer days.

Dragging the kids to the beach so “mom can shell” is not ideal.

So I will just dream of a day when they go off to college and I can shell every morning…

or at least when the older one goes back to school, the tourists diminish a bit and the temperatures cool.

Until then I am the Super Casual Sheller.


Me Noseeum but me Feelum



Let me tell you about the little friends we brought home with us from that Full Moon Low Tide.  Some people call them Noseeum but their common name is Sand Flea.  I call them something I cannot say on a nice friendly blog like this.

My husband started to itch while my son and I were exploring the tide pools.  So we rinsed the shoes and left.  When I got home I non-chalantly placed the beach bag by the washing machine like always, gave the boys a bath.  Fast forward to Sunday night, I sit down and get sucked into an SVU double episode, a show I have never watched.  After 2 hours I started to itch, I ran to the bathroom and discovered two groups of 6 bites on my back.

My war with Sand Fleas began.

“Oh crap the beach bag!”, I thought. Google Google Google, I read things like “so small you cannot see them,” “don’t scratch the bites” (yeah right) and “spray your bed and couch with pesticides.”  NO WAY!  Then I found someone who said cover everything with salt for 24 hours and vacuum thoroughly.  The salt dries them out and kills them.  Oh and wash everything you can in your house.  So I covered EVERYTHING with salt (and baking soda to kill any mites while I am at it) and bunkered down with the kids in one room.  After 5 days, a new HEPA vacuum and the washing machine running constantly, I think we got ’em.  No more new bites, only old itchy ones.  The stuffed animals are still in plastic bags for a few more days, just incase.

And maybe we’ll lay off the sunsets for awhile.


(My poor salt covered couch, looking like a powdered sugar brownie.)

Full Moon Low Tide-tastic

A full moon means one thing people, low tide.  This low tide came at the perfect time, an hour before sunset and boy was it a doozy.  We walked out on the normal low tide sand bar only to realize that this tide had reveled another further out.  It was spectacular and as a storm brushed the coast we enjoyed the views.  As the family dug in the wet sand I scoured the pools for treasure.  Look at what I found!  A beautiful Lace Murex was peaking out only 2 little spikes and I dug her out of the sand.  One of the prettiest shells I have ever seen.

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When my son and I explored the tide pools on the north side we found crabs, like this little guy hiding everywhere.  We even found an empty crab shell and a huge Olive.  A very nice couple gave the boys two Sand Dollars out of their bag which was exploding.  You can find the nicest people on the beach, I know it always makes me feel good to give a tourist a treasure to take home.  These are the first Sand Dollars we have collected!  What an amazing night!

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