GO’s Sand Bucket, by Georgia Osten

GO’s Sand Bucket is only one beach bum’s journal of life at the beach, probably something each of you can relate to. Please feel free to email me with your thoughts, visions and/or feelings of just exactly what the beach means to you.

I Call

By Georgia Osten
Yes, the house was rolling the other night. Hunting the next morning, so the boys were in town. Happy Hour began when Bill pulled into the driveway – Thanks Bill! Joe shows up with his baby lab – male and un-neutered, Matthew shows up with his two female dogs, who, along with Maezy, drove Cody crazy. He was overly amorous and quite confused

The Nutcracker Market

By Georgia Osten
A time-honored tradition – The Nutcracker Market! In November of each year, we look forward to abusing our bodies, feet, minds and souls. It’s more fun than a gaggle of geese, more fun than a marathon! OPEN THOSE DOORS! At 10 am, we’ve waited in line for approximately 30 minutes even though we pre-bought those $25 tickets for a

Social Butterfly

By Georgia Osten
Am I becoming my mother? I remember my mother talking to everyone, anyone, even complete strangers in the grocery store. “Mom, where do you know them from?” I found myself in The Big Store the other day, I went there to shop for mulch. I went back later to shop for bananas. I wonder why I can’t go once and get everything I need? Who knew The

Bon Appetit Y’all

By Georgia Osten
As I venture out of town every Thursday to do my shopping and carrying on, I’m always in the market for a lunch out, or maybe breakfast. One of my favorites is Jack in the Box tacos, even for breakfast. Two for $1. But wait, the other day, I had to pay $1.40. Are you telling me there’s 40 cents tax?? Maybe the price has gone up and I just didn’t

Sometimes, I think I must have the most interesting job in town.

By Georgia Osten
I get some doozy questions. My co-worker and I have considered writing a journal. Today, a lady came in with her husband and twin grands, a boy and a girl, identical. Well, as identical as you can be, being of the opposite sex. They were inquiring where to go crabbing, but the questions stemmed from what to use for bait to how to clean them. I had to

When life gives you lemons, just add vodka

GO-1017By Georgia Osten
As I sit here week after week writing a story, trying to be funny, maybe a little clever, I never realized I might be handed a bag of lemons. My daughter once told me she was going to quit Facebook, “it’s all about unreal stuff, everyone’s happy, there’s never a dull moment – it’s trash, it’s lies.” No kidding! Every time I post something on FB, it’s gotta be

Christmas Arrives Early

GO-1010By Georgia Osten
Oh what a milestone, my oldest granddaughter has left for college. Just the same as when her Mom, Aunt and Uncle went off to college, the care packages are flowing. How can you resist the Whataburger, Chile’s and Chick-fil-A gift cards in the checkout lanes of the grocery stores? Well, I can’t! I can’t let the girl starve, can I? Never a request or plea

Life is a Learning Process

GO-1003-0By Georgia Osten
Sometimes it’s the little things that count, things you take for granted. Somewhere along the path of growing up, our parents chose some highlights they insisted upon us learning. Like riding a bicycle, swimming lessons, dancing and/or playing a musical instrument. I’ll never forget learning to ride a bicycle, I don’t remember the tricycle except for

What to write about?

GO-0926By Georgia Osten,
As I sit here each week with a story to write, I’m always in a bit of a quandary on what exactly to write about. My first instinct is to write about something that recently happened, because it’s not that my life is all that exciting all the time. First of all, I’ve decided that this is the “Year of the Dentist” for me. I’m someone who has a phobia

A humbling experience

GO-0919By Georgia Osten
It’s been a wild September for hurricanes – Harvey, Irma, Jose, Katia, Lee & Maria is out there churning up some waves as we speak. We slipped unscathed from Harvey, but our neighbors to the South did not. We got a really ugly part of it though. We decided to stay, and as it turned out, I’m glad we did. If there had been a 15-foot storm surge

Birthdays come and they go

GO-0912-0By Georgia Osten
This year, mine was spent with a water shortage situation, and worse – no electricity for 25 hours. The question of where to go out for dinner to celebrate was pretty much out of the question. Nothing open! That’s okay, we had our generator going, which controls our bedroom with A/C and the refrigerator in the kitchen. We plugged in

Reflections

GO-0905By Georgia Osten
As I sit here and reflect over the past couple of weeks, I realize how blessed we are. So much devastation all around us, we have so much to be thankful for. Our family urged us over and over again to leave the beach, “come to our house in Pearland or League City”. We, of course told them we would if things got worse, but we stayed home. We

Cabin Fever

GO-0829By Georgia Osten
We’re going on Day 5 of Hurricane Harvey. I know my husband wishes I had gone back to work today, but guess what? I’M NOT GOING!! Before the storm hit, our family offered refuge at their houses – Pearland and League City. “No, we’ll be fine, we’ll leave if they tell us to.” We put anything that could blow into the garage, tied down

Back to School

GO-0822By Georgia Osten
Means back to planning and preparing lunches. Ah, I remember it well. A far back memory is my school mates teasing me about my chip-eating technique, grabbing a chip out of the bag and taking a bite out of a chip instead of putting the whole thing in my mouth. Still eat chips the same way. Breakfast was cereal, Mom would always let the

Waffle House

GO-0815By Georgia Osten
One of the fun things about missing mass on a Saturday evening here at home, is going to Winnie for 7am mass on Sunday, leaving the house at 6:15am. What? Doesn’t sound like fun to you? Sorry for being a little silly … contrary to my usually serious Sand Buckets. The highlight of my trip to Winnie for mass early on a Sunday morning is not only

Friends

GO-0808By Georgia Osten
They’re a dime a dozen – NOT!!! I can count my good friends on one hand, no, probably less than one hand. I don’t mean the ones you see at the Poker Run, the ones you haven’t seen since this time last year, the ones you casually hug “how you doing?” and so on. And, I don’t mean the ones you see once a month at Bunko or each Sunday at

I don’t watch a lot of TV

GO_2017-0801By Georgia Osten
Never turn it on during the day, and I probably wouldn’t if I were home anyway. Maybe I’m afraid of getting hooked on those soaps I used to watch. Every once in a while, I’ll cruise through the channels, surprised to find out most of the same characters are there from 30 or so years ago. They’ve only changed partners, kind of like a

Cooking Skills?

GO-2017-0725By Georgia Osten
I wonder, I ask myself if I ever had any cooking skills? Last night’s meal was going to be pork chops, the kind you coat with some crispy stuff and bake in the oven for only 20 minutes. Really, cooking pork for only 20 minutes? I thought that was a bizarre idea in the first place. Anyway, I had all these bananas left over from the weekend. I had lots

There is Goodness in Gardening

GO-0718-0By Georgia Osten
I think I’ve bragged before about my green thumb. My name means gardener after all … Seriously! Before my Spring planting, I asked my husband to make my garden smaller. I was having a problem keeping up with the weeds. Being the nice guy he is, he agreed to cut it in half for me. Wow, what a difference that made! One of my sons-in-law

Go Figure

GO-0711By Georgia Osten
Crystal Beach – Where else can you go to a free concert on the beach? This was the scene last Friday night, hundreds of people on the beach at the wash out. It was Jerry Diaz & Hanna’s Reef’s annual Full Moon Party on the beach. Del Papa was there, as usual, handing out about 30 cases of free beer, the pretty girls were passing out

It finally happened!

GO-0704-0By Georgia Osten
We’ve been anticipating the July 4th weekend for almost a year, it finally happened! Family from North Carolina showed up on Thursday, the 29th, to join their 9 year old daughter who flew all by herself over a week ago. As it happens, when the 5 of them come to Texas, it’s the perfect opportunity for the WHOLE FAMILY to join in. The rest of the family,

Ah the memories

GO-0627By Georgia Osten
It’s really quite endearing watching all the memories come flooding back. Our 9 year old granddaughter arrived last week for a visit with Grandma and PawPaw, aunts and uncles and lots of cousins. We’ve been anticipating this visit for at least a year now. Addyson was to fly all by herself on a non-stop flight from Raleigh, NC. No, she wasn’t afraid, she’s

Yep, She’s Back!

GO-0620-0By Georgia Osten
Oh, the anticipation, waiting and waiting, what’s taking that plane so long? We arrived at the airport early of course. We were there to pick up our 9 year old granddaughter. Flying all by herself from Raleigh, North Carolina. The flight was to land at 7:30 am. To pick up an unaccompanied minor, we had to go through check-in just as if we were

Count Your Blessings

GO-0613By Georgia Osten
I believe we have the most severe lightning and thunderstorms here at the beach than anywhere I’ve ever lived. I remember visiting my mother and grandmother back in the 60’s, they lived on Redfish off Crystal Beach Road. It was in the Fall, sitting outside reading a book when all of a sudden, this storm came out of nowhere. Scrambling up the stairs

One extreme to the other

GO-0606-0By Georgia Osten
We’ve gone from one extreme to the other on the commencement ceremonies we attended this year. Two weeks ago, we attended the High Island High School Graduation – 16 high school seniors graduating. We have a special attachment to these amazing individuals, proud of each and every one of them. We’ve watched them

Happy Memorial Day + One

GO-0530By Georgia Osten,
Yes siree! The first major holiday of the Summer and it was a doozy. What with the Texas Frog Fest going on and just getting off Go Topless Jeep Day, I tend to forget what our quiet little Crystal Beach was like, it was only a few weeks ago. Oh, and did I forget the Texas Crab Festival? Bam Bam Bam! Three weekends in a row of non-stop

Spoons

GO_0408By Georgia Osten
There’s nothing like having a couple dozen people trapped in your beach house for the weekend! Family from Colorado plus my immediate family from League City were down for the weekend. Actually, they were here explicitly for the BBQ Cookoff in our neighborhood. Game players are we all! Their favorite game is a game played with two decks

Crab Fest 2017 – over

GO_0516By Georgia Osten
I searched back to my Sand Bucket from a year ago just to see what I wrote about this time last year. I’m sorry to say, it made me chuckle out loud. I must still be a bit tired from the weekend. My “bucket” from last year was about the port-a-potties at the Crab Fest. I know, it was an intriguing story, you can do a search on

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