By Georgia Osten
What a turnout this weekend! We set up over at The Big Store on Saturday to sell Texas Crab Festival Raffle Tickets for the golf cart. As in years past, the past couple anyway, Colby Walters donated a brand-new gasoline-powered Club Car. The raffle tickets go for $10 each or $100 for 11 tickets (buy 10 and get one free). The sales started

By Georgia Osten
From my beach house deck, it seemed like a pretty quiet Easter. We did venture out on the beach on Sunday, the crowds were plentiful, but mostly families hanging around down here at barrel 89. On the other hand, according to my EMS buddies, not so quiet. We were going to go to 11am mass on Easter Sunday over here

By Georgia Osten
When the guys are away, the girls will play!
When the workin’ day was done (for me) on Friday, I came home to a bunch of girlfriends. My oldest daughter of course, and two BFF’s came to visit for the weekend. What a grand weekend we had, eating, drinking, beaching and relaxing. Non-stop jabber. It was the annual

By Georgia Osten
Well, as usual, Spring Break has come and gone, and it was some of the worst weather in Spring Break history. Very typical, if you ask me. On Saturday, I had this unusual desire to grill something, no, I’m not a griller. We had these shrimp already thawed, and I thought “wouldn’t shrimp on the barbie be nice.” You know, kabobs with

By Georgia Osten
I was going to Galveston this weekend anyway to shop at Tom’s Thumb, but someone told me about Joe’s Country Store – in Santa Fe on their website, in LaMarque on my phone directions! Either way, I got lost because of all the construction on I-45 (what a mess)! Of course, I picked one of the coldest Spring days ever. As I went

By Georgia Osten
Yep, I think it’s already started. I know we have a couple, kind of overlapping. The first one is a bit more mild, prepping us for the Real Thing. It’s okay, Bring It! After years and years of living here at the beach, and after a “Jeep Weekend,” we can sure handle a little Spring Break action. Let’s face it, Spring Break still involves

By Georgia Osten
The weather, that’s what I’m talking about.
Wow, what a beautiful weekend we had. Texas Crab Festival got out there and started selling raffle tickets for a cool golf cart. It’s got a lot of get-up-and-go. I know because I got to drive it in the Mardi Gras parade. I coaxed a couple of friends to come with me to help throw stuff:

By Georgia Osten
I’m a sucker for recipes, I collect them all the time. Recently, I went through my recipe notebook and weeded out old recipes, mostly ones I’ve never cooked, and some I don’t cook anymore. I probably decreased the size of that notebook by a half. I get an email from Pinterest daily. I’m intrigued by recipes and haircuts. Pinterest must know,

By Georgia Osten
Okay, so maybe you’re not an Usher fan, maybe you don’t have any idea what I’m talking about. It was 20 years ago; Shake it like a polaroid picture. Half time show aside, what an exciting Super Bowl game Sunday night! I must admit, I’m not a true-blue football fan, but when the commercials are “not to be missed,” and the half time show

By Georgia Osten
I’ve been a fan of these pickled sweet jalapenos ever since we met Jerry & Bonnie! Come to think of it, my husband used to work with Bonnie back in his Schlumberger days. I guess I only met them since we’ve lived here at the beach. They always send the nicest Christmas gifts. I would look forward to Bonnie’s sweet jalapenos each

By Georgia Osten
It’s that time of year around this family! We started off the New Year with our oldest handsome Grandson’s Birthday, January 8th. Grant turned 22. Twenty-two years ago, I was allowed in the delivery room to witness Grant’s birth. It was scary and I knew I was in the way, but I tried to remain calm while the doctor and assistants

By Georgia Osten
At breakfast the other morning, we were sitting at Waffle House with our daughter and son-in-law talking about an article the kids had read in an Extract from 1950 Home Economics Book – Tips to Look After Your Husband!
Unbelievable, unless you happened to be around back then. I happened to be around back

By Georgia Osten
Yep, it’s going to be Winter for a few days. I hope you’re prepared. Maezy doesn’t know the difference, so she was ready to go for her morning trip to the beach. She was already wearing her fur coat. A true Beach Lover, that girl. Funny thing, this morning when PawPaw and Maezy went to “the dog park,” our thermometer read

GO’s Sand Bucket By Georgia Osten
A lovely New Year tradition, meeting up with friends on the beach. Thanks to Elaine & Dennis who came back to the beach to enjoy friends, as tradition will have it! We waited til dark to drive on down. They told us where they’d be set up and by golly, you couldn’t miss it. The gang was gathered. Janie, coordinated all the goodies

By Georgia Osten
There are a few typical superstitions to Southerners. Around here, we all believe that black eyed peas are a must for our New Years Day dinner. I’m cooking mine as we speak. I thought I had a package in my pantry but was sadly mistaken. I went to The Big Store on Friday to find my favorite brand, Camelia, no luck. Are you kidding

By Georgia Osten
Yep, I finally finished all my shopping. Even grocery shopping. Certainly, there’ll be more groceries to get once I get to Florida. Tomorrow, Santa aka PawPaw will deliver goodies to the families going to Colorado and Oklahoma. Then, we’ll be ready to head out on our trip on Wednesday. I do have some more baking to do. Gotta do the

GO’s Sand Bucket By Georgia Osten
We got one of our Christmas wishes this past weekend. THE LITTLES!!! All three Littles came to visit Grandma and PawPaw! We got them on Saturday just in time to go see Santa #1 at the Eagles. The three boys, Pierce, Riggs & Fisher were greeted with a plate full of cookies and a sleigh made of chocolates and

Nope, not yet!
By Georgia Osten
I am trying to keep up with wrapping presents, and I’m happy to say that yesterday, I got pretty much caught up. Good feeling, I managed to clear the kitchen island of ribbon and the kitchen counters are rid of wrapping paper. For now, anyway!

GO’s Sand Bucket By Georgia Osten
What a relaxing and satisfying Thanksgiving we had! I took Wednesday off because I was a little stressed. No reason, that’s just the way I get. We had fewer people than we anticipated due to illness in the family, the day before Thanksgiving a couple of our guests had to leave for Uvalde. We pulled it together though.

GO’s Sand Bucket By Georgia Osten
I’ve decided to resume strolling on the beach again. I say again, maybe it’s been 10 or so years ago. It’s been since our beach became more crowded and popular. We’ve always taken our Maezy Fur Baby down twice a day, but this is different. Well, first of all, on one of our Maezy trips, I began casually looking for

GO’s Sand Bucket  By Georgia Osten
Casually sitting around a table the other night at another function, discussion came up about HEB. I think what actually brought it on was the cake we were having at Dennis & Elaine’s Moving Away Party. The cake, which, by the way, was delicious, happened to come from HEB. I usually use a lady from Port Bolivar to bake our

GO’s Sand Bucket By Georgia Osten
You’ll never guess where we went last weekend. Nothing like a kinda spur of the moment trip. Our Granddaughter, Addyson, happened to be in a Crew competition in of all places – Chattanooga! To my knowledge, I’ve never been to Nashville or Chattanooga. We flew from Houston with our oldest daughter. It was a straight

Most of it anyway …
GO’s Sand Bucket, By Georgia Osten
Our farewell to Dennis & Elaine was difficult, we knew it would be. It’s difficult to say goodbye to dear friends who are more like family. Like family, it’s not “goodbye,” but it’s all about plans to see them again. When you have plans, there’s no goodbyes!

GO’s Sand Bucket, By Georgia Osten
Okay, let me get this off my chest first of all – Those fickle little birds are driving me crazy. Just when I think they’re gone, I’ll see one flitting around my tree. Okay, I’ll go get the feeders out AGAIN. I decided, well if this is my only one, I’ll get only one feeder out and I’ll fill it halfway. Well, then, wouldn’t you know it, here come

By Georgia Osten
I’m not sure why, but the other day, my husband asked me if I wanted to have a chicken coup. I love animals, but chickens?? Number 1, they’re not cuddly; Number 2, they have these sharp beaks, & Number 3, they poop everywhere. Don’t get me wrong, I love birds though, I’ve had parakeets when I was a little girl. My first parakeet

By Georgia Osten
Well, as someone very close to me would say, “you indulge them, you enable them,” and I guess I do. They’re my extended family, my other kids you might say. This time of year, all the stores are stocked with Halloween candy and it’s difficult to resist. The prices are great, and the selection is bountiful! And, the bottom drawer of

By Georgia Osten
I actually looked it up to see if it exists. It does! I thought it would be like AA – Alcoholics Anonymous, a kind of self-help group with local meeting places where you could go to discuss your shortcomings and how to deal with your addiction. Nope, it was an actual Game Store in Albuquerque. I guess you can tell,