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A Necessary Necessary November 20, 2012

Posted by nrhatch in Food & Drink, Humor, Magick & Mystery.

A Terrible Horrible Awful Very Bad Day continues . . .

Back at the van, BFF emptied his pockets.  His wallet, and everything in it, was a salty soggy mess.

“See!  This is why I’m not a fan of lounging on the beach.  Everything ends up sticky, salty, soggy, and/or sandy.”

“Yeah, but how cool is it that a wave came out of nowhere? Without anyone seeing it coming . . . or going?” 

He grunted his reply.  

“Look, let’s get cleaned up, find something to eat, and make the best of the rest of the day.”

A stone’s throw away, we found a small seafood restaurant with outdoor seating that looked promising.  The food was good, if a bit pricey, and the sun felt great.  Our moods started to improve.  

Between fries, BFF said, “Sorry I snapped at you like that.” 

“It’s okay.  It’s been a strange day.  How could a wave that size sneak up on us . . . without anyone noticing?  Its appearance and disappearance defies explanation, logic, and reason.”

“If I didn’t know better, I would think that that rogue wave targeted us specifically, and then vanished into thin air.”

Hmm . . . that’s a thought.  

As we walked back to the van, the rains came. 

Of course. 

More water.  More soggy wet clothes.  Twice dampened spirits.  

We began to see a theme.

But the day wasn’t done with us yet.  Far from it. 

A few miles into the trip, as BFF drove, cramps flooded my gut.  Nausea washed through me in waves.  Audible groans filled the air.   

BFF deduced that lunch was not agreeing with me.  No shit, Sherlock!  

Sweating, and doubled over in pain, I crawled into the back of the van to lie down on the fold-out sofa.  From there, still sick to my stomach, I headed for the small on-board bathroom.  

Once upon a time, before the advent of indoor plumbing, our ancient brethen referred to the privy chamber as “the  necessary.”  For good reason.  

At times, such as this, a  necessary is very necessary, indeed.

After lunch beat a hasty retreat, I limped back to the sofa and slept the rest of the way home.  

By the time we drove up our driveway an hour later we both regretted the decision to head to the beach.  We carted the sticky, salty, sandy, and soggy  remains of the day into the mudroom, in silence, and went our separate ways.

But the day wasn’t done with us yet.

A Terrible Horrible Awful Very Bad Day concludes with . . . The Sand Causes The Pearl.


1. Don - November 20, 2012

Not sure if I want to go down to the beach. It’s just a stone’s throw from where we live.

nrhatch - November 20, 2012

Oh, no! I didn’t intend this to be a sequel to JAWS causing people to fear the beach.

The Universe gets our attention, when it needs it, in the most effective, direct, and least detrimental, way possible. In this case, by swamping us with an “unseen invisible ghost wave” which dampened our spirits but did no lasting harm. 😀

2. aawwa - November 20, 2012

I am still hanging in there….

nrhatch - November 20, 2012

Thanks, aawwa. Here’s hoping “the pearl” is worth the wait. 😀

3. Pocket Perspectives - November 20, 2012

Oh no….wet, sick, barely speaking…and yet…and yet….that wave?!? What was that wave………..???

nrhatch - November 20, 2012

The events of the day, taken together, convinced me that the unseen wall of water aimed straight for us to dampen our spirits and try our patience. Since “invisible ghost waves” aren’t a “natural phenomenon,” they need not follow the laws of physics.

That’s my theory. Conclusion tomorrow. 😀

4. suzicate - November 20, 2012

NO NO NO…it can’t be worse! This story is giving the beach a bad name! I’ve had bad days at the beach, but not that bad. Please tell something good happened after the next bad thing…you know like dessert after a bad dinner.

nrhatch - November 20, 2012

To pilfer a quote from The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel:

All will be well in the end. If all is not well, it is not the end.

Tomorrow, a delicious dessert is served. One which transformed a Terrible Horrible Awful Very Bad Day into . . . a pearl.

5. seeker57 - November 20, 2012

What? returning for seconds? Better be a dessert the second time around. 8=))

nrhatch - November 20, 2012

Dessert tomorrow. I promise. In time for folks who celebrate Thanksgiving to digest it before the eating frenzy arrives. 😉

Gobble. Gobble.

seeker57 - November 20, 2012

Can’t wait for a happy ending, as usual. Trusting you. There’s always a good side to life. *=))

nrhatch - November 20, 2012

All the storm clouds in my life have revealed a silver lining . . . in due course.

6. ericjbaker - November 20, 2012

Is this the second act, where all hope seems lost for our heroes?


nrhatch - November 20, 2012

Yes! Well, maybe not all hope . . . but I did lose my lunch. 😉

ericjbaker - November 20, 2012

No lunch = bottoming out.

I have some comments about BFF’s attitude toward beachgoing vis-a-vis his clothing choices. But I’ll wait.

nrhatch - November 20, 2012

BFF also saturated his wallet and its contents on a canoeing trip gone wrong. Now, when he expects to be in sandy salty soggy sticky environments, he leaves his wallet and most of its contents at home . . . venturing forth with a laminated driver’s license only. 😉

7. colonialist - November 20, 2012

Oh, good grief! Waves, rain, sea(food)-sickness – what more disaster could one day offer?

nrhatch - November 20, 2012

I don’t know, Cal. I think you could give me a run for the red ribbon. 😉

Some of your recent days have bubbled over with more than your fair share of miniature disasters and minor catastrophes.

Fortunately, your apostrophes are still in good working order.

8. Tom (Aquatom1968) - November 20, 2012

I’d like to say that I can’t believe there’s more.. but I can’t… because I can believe it! I’m looking forward to find out what this ‘more’ is, Nancy!

nrhatch - November 20, 2012

Thanks, Tom. Sometimes the mysteries and synchronicities of life are straight out of Ripley’s Believe It Or Not! 😀

Tomorrow, we’ll tie up the loose ends with a BIG BOW.

Not the kind of bow made when meeting royalty or dignataries . . . or the kind of bow used to play the violin . . . or the kind of bow found on the front end of a ship.

The kind of bow you find on a gift.

9. sufilight - November 20, 2012

Oh, no sounds like the food poisoning! What could have been the meaning of all this happening at once??? Just pondering! Holding on for the conclusion of the story. :::insert wide eye emoticon:::::::: 😀

nrhatch - November 20, 2012

At the time, we felt increasingly bedraggled by the events of the day as our nerves frayed at the edges.

But, in the end, the price we paid for the “pearl” we received seemed a mere pittance.

10. viviankirkfield - November 20, 2012

Oh Nancy…so sorry you were so sick…yes, it does sound like food poisoning…like adding insult to injury! But wait! I see there is a sequel to this trio of tales…and I see the word “pearl”…And you did visit a seafood restaurant…where you might have dined on…oysters! I once had to go through my very little daughter’s diapers for a couple of days because she had swallowed a little steelie marble that belonged to one of her older brothers.
Can’t wait for tomorrow’s finale. 🙂

nrhatch - November 20, 2012

Oh, my! I’m glad I didn’t need to search for a pearl in the loo too ~ that would have caused the day to bottom out. 😉

We received a metaphorical pearl ~ the gift of a paradigm shift.

viviankirkfield - November 20, 2012

I’ll tune in tomorrow to find out all about it. 🙂

11. kateshrewsday - November 20, 2012

There’s MORE??? Could nature throw anything more at you, seriously?

nrhatch - November 20, 2012

In retrospect, the abrasive events of the day seemed a fair price to pay for the gift we received ~ the Universe used just enough force to get our attention, try our patience, and push us to the edge . . . without pushing us over. 😉

As the proprietor of The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel liked to say: All will be well in the end. If all is not well, it is not the end.

12. sweetdaysundertheoaks - November 20, 2012

Nancy this is so much fun! Well not the bad stuff, but you know what I mean!! Oooo I have had that cramp thing come over me after a rich meal more times than I care to admit. The rogue wave! I can just see BFF.. 🙂

nrhatch - November 20, 2012

Yay! I’m so glad you’re enjoying my telling of the tale, Pix. I know exactly what you mean. Tomorrow we wrap things up.

13. barb19 - November 20, 2012

Oh my Nancy, poor you in the loo!
Can’t wait for tomorrow’s episode . . .

nrhatch - November 20, 2012

Fingers crossed that tomorrow’s conclusion doesn’t fall flat . . . with a splat. 😉

14. Three Well Beings - November 20, 2012

This is such a strange series of events. Each is so outside of typical! How fortunate you had the van…to be that sick away from home is a nightmare. OK…I’ll see you tomorrow. I am really looking forward to hearing what came to you through this episode. Or maybe I should say series of episodes!

nrhatch - November 21, 2012

The inexplicable invisible wave got our attention, saturating us in the process. The rain dampened our spirits further. The food poisoning wore me out. The combined events depleted our reserves. And then . . .

15. jannatwrites - November 21, 2012

Oh, this is awful. I can’t imagine what else happened, so I’ll be waiting to see your next post. (I’ve had that sick crampy feeling before and it is awful. The worst time was when my husband took me to the Grand Canyon. I saw more of the bathrooms than the canyon.)

nrhatch - November 21, 2012

This part of the day was unpleasant, but not particularly unusual ~ we’ve all found the necessary to be quite necessary at times.

It’s such a crappy feeling. 😉

But having food poisoning wore down my inner reserves so that . . .

16. diannegray - November 21, 2012

I’m never going to the beach again! I’d hate to think what else happened 😦

nrhatch - November 21, 2012

Invisible waves, food poisoning, rain . . . all 3 combined to wear us out and wear us down without causing any lasting harm.

And, in the end, it was worth it!

17. Spiritual World Traveler - November 21, 2012

Hate to like such a story, but I like the way it was written! It’s almost like, “You can’t write this stuff!” Hope you feel better.

Glad I read the next post first!

nrhatch - November 22, 2012

Glad you enjoyed the last two installments.

The 3-part post started with an invisible rogue wave that drenched us, head to toe. It’s “impossible” that no one saw what must have been a massive wave thundering ashore. Nevertheless, we saw nothing to suggest that anyone around us saw anything amiss.

The aberrant event defied logical explanation ~ an average everyday mini-miracle of the soggy sort. And it set the stage for the rest of the day. It’s spelled out in more detail in “A Terrible Horrible Awful Very Bad Day.”

Spiritual World Traveler - November 22, 2012

I am learning to laugh and marvel at moments like that. More are coming. LOL

nrhatch - November 22, 2012

Mysteries and synchronicities are ever a delight. 😀

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