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,

By Georgia Osten
This week has been fairly busy, a meeting with friends on Tuesday to discuss Crab Festival 5K. Wednesday was the Sheriff’s get together with Ray Nolen and Jimmy Fullen, I already knew who I’d vote for. Then, Hubby had to go into town to stay with The Littles, I made my Bombastic Pizza and watched the beginning of

By Georgia Osten
Well, some of it anyway. We finally got some much-needed rain. How delightful! I have no idea what’s going to happen to the overgrown sloughs. Do you think the brackish water will kill them? Or does someone like Road and Bridge need to come clean them out? I don’t think in over ten years, I’ve ever seen it

By Georgia Osten
We were invited to stay with The Littles this weekend while the parents went to the Oklahoma v. Arizona football game in Arizona. Camber happens to be an alumnus of OSU and the whole Pearson family never misses a game! Camber said it was 107 degrees in the stands, OUCH! We arrived in Friendswood early enough to meet the kids

By Georgia Osten
Yep, another year older and another year wiser. You’re right, forget the second part of that statement. Just talking with a sister-in-law who will be turning 70 in the next couple of weeks. I think 70 is the turning point in growing old. I used to think 50 was, but oh, how I’d love to go back in time. I’m not sure what I’d do differently, but I’d sure

By Georgia Osten
We recently had some family over for dinner, sort of a celebration of Summer coming to an end. We’re all locals, two of us have very demanding jobs dealing with tourists. For those two, the end of Summer means a little R&R if you know what I mean?? For me, the end of summer means getting our beach back. Also, hopefully, a little

By Georgia Osten
As I sit here and try to write something positive, I must tell you the skies are looking a bit gray. I look at the weather every day, but I don’t think I looked this morning. Instead, this morning, I got ready for my appointment at the DMV in Galveston to renew my Driver’s License. First, I thought I was going to have to park illegally because

By Georgia Osten
Better late than never. Our Littles came for a visit. They’ve been on vacation, or their parents have …
The parents won a trip to Sicily, what a dynamic thing to win, right? So, the little guys went to camp the first part of the summer in Oklahoma City with the other Grands. When the parents came back from Italy, they all

By Georgia Osten
We recently went on our “date night” to Galveston. It’s a normal thing we do about once a month. Something just to get away from our everyday life at the beach. We go over to the Island and act just like tourists. Ironic, since I get so fed up with tourists. Not quite as obnoxious, I hope. I mean, after all, we don’t dig holes

By Georgia Osten
I guess I was inspired to go work in my garden after visiting the Galveston Farmer’s Market on Sunday. The Farmer’s Market has become a ritual every Sunday after church and breakfast. My husband wakes me at 5:30 on Sunday morning so we can get ready to catch the 7:00 ferry. That puts us on the other side at 7:20 which gives us just the right

By Georgia Osten
The daily question … What to fix for dinner??
Normally, when we go into daylight savings time, I find we eat dinner later, we go to bed later, everything takes place later than usual. But lately, we’ve been eating dinner around 6 pm. I think it’s all because of Wheel of Fortune! Go figure … It’s always nice to be able to sit down

By Georgia Osten
Yes, it’s true! I wonder how many of you remember the story of Pinky. She’s the most lovely dolphin in the Gulf of Mexico. I saw her a long time ago. I was crossing the ferry, it was too hot to sit in the car, so I stood outside by the railing to stay cool. All of a sudden, she jumped beside the ferry in all her glory. There was this little boy, maybe

By Georgia Osten
Yep, That’s the way my house is these days, and I think it’s going to get a lot worse. I’ve always wanted more white in my little mountain chalet. I even had this bright idea that the pine ceiling should be painted white. This always made my husband cringe when I’d bring it up. Let’s face it, I grew tired of all the browns in our house. The floors

By Georgia Osten
The 4th of July fell at an unusual time this year. My husband and I recalled several years ago, when we were employed … Yeah, right, we had real jobs. The type you go to Monday through Friday, where you earned vacation and your vacation rolled over the beginning of each year. Sometimes, you would have some vacation you didn’t

By Georgia Osten
With the BIGGEST holiday coming up, I reminisce back when we first began coming to Crystal Beach. Now, those were the days! We had a little bungalow over on the canal side, life was easy, things were simple. That house is still there, it looks a little different, but I still get those vibes when I look at it. It was barely a two bedroom, it had

By Georgia Osten
Oh, what a grand Father’s Day! We took Most of our Dad’s to the Astro’s game on Sunday. We had PawPaw, our son-in-law, Michael, and our son, Matthew, and Camber met us at Minute Maid. The Moads joined us at the stadium after a short visit with Michael’s parents. Kelly & I had purchased the tickets months ago on

By Georgia Osten
Nope, Not when we have the Moad kids. They arrived last Tuesday, flew all the way here from Tampa w/out parents. They got a little head start for a visit with their Grands. First stop, Whataburger! You see, there are no Whataburger’s in Florida. With full tummies we made it the rest of the way to the beach. Someplace familiar for these

By Georgia Osten
Well, yesterday (6.5.23) was my daughter’s birthday. Oh my goodness, me at the age of 24, quite a while ago, I gave birth to my first child. What a long ordeal, but what a thrill. I didn’t know a thing about children, I’m an only child, I had no siblings, I had hardly ever babysat, much less been around a baby. She, Leigh, was adorable, perfect

By Georgia Osten
The Devil moved into my garden. It’s possessed! I bought some bulbs at WalMart about a month ago. I planted elephant ears by the wall under the stairs. They’re coming up in a totally different place. Did they build a little tunnel underground and decide they would rather come up in a new location? I didn’t plant

By Georgia Osten
Last year, Jeep Weekend threatened to happen two weekends in a row. It falls the weekend after The Texas Crab Festival. Galveston County ESD2 prepared for each weekend. This year, meetings and preparations began over a month ago. We ordered extra supplies, knowing we would get between 120-130 extras to come in

By Georgia Osten
Yep, that’s what we had, a little of both. All in all, it was a fantastic Festival and everyone had a great time. That is, everyone but all the volunteers who worked so hard to try to make everyone comfortable. Thank you to all our volunteers! I’ve just got to say, we have the most wonderful Vendors around. I, personally, have known

By Georgia Osten
Our Littles and their big brother joined us this weekend. Oh, how I love hearing the front door open and close over and over again. They’re a lively bunch of energy! We met at Jose’s to wish Rick a Happy 70th. I’m surprised we found a table on a Friday night up front no less! On the way back home, Lizzy was invited to stay

By Georgia Osten
We’ve been planning this Party for 9 months, we’ve been having one every year for about 10 years now. It’s called the Texas Crab Festival. It’s been happening every Mother’s Day Weekend going on 38 years now! This weekend, we took some time out from our busy lives to attend a niece’s wedding. It was in the hill country

By Georgia Osten
No, really, I know it’s not Thursday. Give me a break, I was having a hard time titling this one. When our First was 2 years old or so, everywhere we’d go, there would be a Yobie. I’ll explain what a Yobie is in a second. [First of all, after three children and eight grandchildren, within a span of 49 years … Geez, wait a minute, I had to order

By Georgia Osten
What a week! The Littles turned 6! Go figure, these little guys, so unique, so unlike from one another. Yet, PawPaw and I got them pretty much the same presents as we do each and every other holiday/Birthday. Yep, Lego Battleship for Fisher and a Lego Aircraft carrier for Riggs. Well, guess who will be putting them together, all 7,000 pieces

By Georgia Osten
Ours was a very relaxing low-key holiday. Friday was a day off, so I ventured across the pond to do a bit of shopping. My main goal was to buy more black mulch at Home D-Depot. So cheap, 3 bags for $10. Then, a day later, I read that Lowe’s had 5 bags for $10. Made a trip to WalMart, Kroger and Specs before wandering back

By Georgia Osten
We had been invited to our Grandson’s Golf Tournament, so we decided to catch the 9:30 mass in Galveston. We had to make the 8:30 ferry which put us there a little early, so we went to breakfast first at ShyKatz. It was kind of a hurried breakfast, but we got our order in ahead of the local crowd. We made it to church just in time

By Georgia Osten
Another weekend of Baseball! My Grands must know that’s my favorite sport! We took Maezy and left the beach to spend the night at our kid’s house in League City. We urged Leigh to pull out the Mexican Train game(s). Yep, two incomplete games, so we counted dominoes on each set to come up with a complete game. The 2-11 was a little