OBX Traffic Report for Memorial Day Weekend, 2013

Now here this:

There's precious cargo in these parts!

On Wednesday, a woman drove 50 mph through a red light on the 158 bypass.  After doing so, she slammed on brakes on the other side of the light.  I guess it was an after-thought/realization that she might've killed someone since she didn't stop.  Or maybe she was trying to kill someone by slamming on her brakes in the middle of a four-lane highway.  It's hard to say.  But she then proceeded to make a U-turn from the middle turning lane.  

Three drivers swerved from the right lane into the middle turning lane cutting me off.  

These incidences all happened in a two-mile span of the 158 bypass.  

BE ALERT.  If you know the side streets, take them, but drive the 25 mph speed limit and watch out

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for children and pets.

Do not text.

Do not try and multi-task while driving.  

If you miss your turn into Spanky's or Barefoot Bernie's or wherever the hell you're going, you can turn around.  (PLEASE do not make a U-turn in the middle of the bypass.)  

Please figure out your destination before driving aimlessly up and down the bypass.  It is a highway after all.  There are other drivers on the road.  

Every year, people are killed on the bypass: they die on foot, on bike, and in cars.  Let's all be aware, awake, and cautious!

OBX Recommendations

Roofer: Outer Banks Roofing.  (We just had a new roof put on.)  These guys were nice, fast, and cleaned up every scrap.  They put down tarps and moved our possessions rather than letting anything get smashed.  Awesome job.  Really good if you're looking for someone who doesn't leave a big mess behind.  The roof looks great.  The estimate and contract were detail oriented.  VERY professional.

Landscaping:
Outer Banks Landscaping; Owner Rick Cohen.  Great guy.  Amazing vision.  Detail oriented.  Good soil.  Smart dude, and he's pretty cute too.    

The baby duck likes our doggie dock

The male mallard is brightly colored, while his wife has a beautiful blue marking on her side.  The couple's one surviving duckling likes to hang out around our dock.  

The father calls to the mother and the baby, and for the most part, they seem to follow his orders.  He does have the best colors.  There were four ducklings, but then there was one.  I'm not sure what happened to the other babies, but the ospreys that fly overhead, their wings marked like piano keys, seem like a likely foe.  

The black helicopters have been flying low across the sky.  There are occasional booms, some kind of military testing.

The green tree frogs have returned.  

My tomatoes already have blooms and my seedlings are perking up.  Every evening, we sit on the balcony and watch the sun set.  It's lovely.

Recommendations:  1. Don't eat duck.
2.  Eat at the Kill Devil Grill.  It is a locals' favorite.  EVERYTHING is seriously delicious.  The staff is awesome to locals and tourists alike.  The bartenders are cool cats.  The old diner car that fronts the building was brought to Kill Devil Hills by the owners of Millie's Restaurant.  There used to be a Millies Too! I'm not sure why, but it wasn't around very long.  (I don't know anything about the workings of the restaurant business).  At one time, the old diner car was a Mexican eatery on Jefferson Davis Highway in Chesterfield, VA.  The restoration job is amazing.  

Who's Hot for Teacher?

Teaching is NOTHING like this.

It ought to be Teacher Appreciation week every week, but as it now stands, it's this week, May 6th through 10th!  That said, I'll state the obvious.  Teachers make ridiculously low wages.  I speak from experience.  I taught middle and high school for eight years.  I passed all those national and state tests, and I had my master's degree in my specialty area.   My husband, who has a bachelor's degree and works in the corporate world, kept getting pay raises.  I did not.


What did I get?  
1.  Less autonomy.  I had to have my lesson plans approved.  
2.  Less creative input.  I eventually memorized every eighth grade standard of learning because I was required to write it on the board with the day's "schedule."  
3.  A time clock.  Punch in and punch out.  
4.  Teacher work days, days I needed to grade, but was required to

Can you imagine teaching in heels?

attend seminars that had nothing to do with my job.  
5.  Distrust from my superiors, who would take a child's word over mine, and who would make me keep a child who was disrupting my class right there in the classroom with the rest of my students.  
6.  Longer school calendars for the same pay.
7.  The expectation that I should work LONG after the school day had ended.
8.  A growing wage gap between myself and my peers.
9.  More tests to administer.  More accountability.  Less input.
10.  Burned out.  I left teaching to pursue my dream of writing.

This is what we want.

When I first went back to school to get my MFA in creative writing, I remember taking night classes and grading my students' essays on my fifteen minute break during my 7 to 9:40 class.  I was never without a stack of papers in my hands.  I graded papers on weekends.  I remember one weekend, laying on the beach in Nags Head and a gust of wind blew my students' papers across the sand.  I scurried after them.  Fortunately, so did the other folks on the

beach.  We gathered up the moist sandy pages.  If it were a work of fiction, I might toss them to the wind.  I don't know, but as it was, I worried about how those stapled sheets of paper looked and how I'd explain handing them back in that condition.  "Ms. Young has a life outside of school?"  They'd be confused.  

I couldn't buy beer or wine at the grocery store without getting odd

looks.  I was a teacher.  I was held to a higher moral code but once again, paid a pittance for my efforts.  

I LOVED my students.  Otherwise, I wouldn't have lasted as long as I did.  

Teachers are college-educated state and private employees who spend the greater part of their days with our children.  And you know, as well as I do, our children are wonderful and special, and our teachers, whose classrooms are too crowded and who are underpaid, who have to deal on a daily basis with discipline issues and oftentimes stressed parents, need a little love.

Yes, they only have this one week, and NO, it's not enough... so, as this year winds to a close, do something thoughtful and kind for your child's teacher or for a teacher friend.  

Say THANK YOU.    

Brew Pub Recommendation

The Brewing Station, mp 8.5 just past the Wright Brother's Memorial on the sound side of the Bypass.  Not only is the beer brewed on site, but the brewery is the east coast's first wind-powered brewery!  The Pub has been featured on Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives, AND the building is a work-of-art.  Make sure to look up when you get inside, and check out the pirate ship in the enclosed outside area, complete with corn hole and stage.  This is a local and tourists' favorite.  You will DEFINITELY be back for more..  

A Very Peculiar Dirty Little Secret

Oxycontin (Oxycodone HCI)
Got Pain?

Like millions of Americans, I take prescribed drugs.  Some of them aid me in being a little less crazy.  (I need all the help I can get.)  

Here, on the Outer Banks of North Carolina, doctors DO NOT prescribe nor are they giddy about refilling any narcotic prescription.  Like in any small town (very small during the winter months), there is a drug problem here.  

But the extent of this problem and the hushed way that it is handled, is what first struck me as strange.  The first time I had my medications filled at the local CVS, the pharmacist telephoned me.  They wanted to know why, specifically, "are you taking two drugs from the same class?"  "What's wrong with you?"

"Truthfully," I explained to the pharmacist, "when I get my period, I am a nightmarish bitch, and no one, including myself, can stand to be around me."

"Oh," she said.  "I wish that someone would prescribe something for me." 

And why don't they?  Shrug. 

When I tried to find a primary care physician, I called the only two locations that do not double as Urgent Care Facilities, and I was told, "We will have to interview you.  How long have you lived here?  Are you currently taking any medications for pain?  We will not prescribe or fill pain medications."  

"Wow!  Good to know!  But what if I'm in pain?  What if my spleen is going to burst or I break my pinky toe?"

After speaking to the pharmacist and the physician's office, I got a really good sense that I was a drug addict, and if it wasn't me, then there were a lot of other drug addicts around me, so much so, that I was presumed to be one.  

I need to go to an NA meeting.  I wonder if it will be packed or empty?  Will the NA folks know where to score? (I jest.)

Based on the short time I've been here and solely on my own personal experiences, I think the Outer Banks could use more doctors who are willing to prescribe drugs that help people function better.  There'd be less cases of abuse, I think.  And less alcoholism.

Once again, just little ol' me tossing in my two cents.

Onto lighter less insidious topics like PIZZA!

Food Lion's mad sky parking lot

Today's OBX Recommendations:

Where to shop for food.
Food Lion, mp 10.5.  It's slightly hidden so it's less crowded.  It's less expensive than Harris Teeter, and the folks who work there, from the manager (from Staunton, VA) to the produce guys to the cashiers, and on down the line, are really good people.  When you enter, try and look like you've grocery shopped before.  Your less likely to stick out like a tourist.  Don't squeal at the sight of beach balls and plastic buckets wrapped in netting.  Be cool!  Also, if you buy the plastic bucket, make sure that the netting gets put into the trash can.  Netting kills fish!  Useful tidbit: the bathrooms are directly to your left when you enter.      

Pizza
These are my top picks.
This is my FAVORITE food.  I could eat pizza every day.  

If you can venture off the beaten path, try out Colington Pizza.

Best of the Beach, Summer 2012

 Delicious!  Everything!  (It's past Billy's Seafood on Colington Road).  The front of house manager is beautiful and funny and always surrounded by a crew of locals.  The ambience is great.  You're apt to hear a good fish story and make a new friend.

Want New York style?  Slice Pizzeria, mp 8.5, Bypass 158  (If

you like spinach and cheese, I recommend the Spinach Roll.  Yum!)  You can also watch them toss the dough.  Great for the kids.  And they have an outside seating area.  

Dare Devils' Pizzeria, around mp 9, Beach Road
I've been going to Dare Devils for twenty years.  Same owners!  Same great food.  When I got married 11 years ago, we served their pizza at our rehearsal dinner.

Surf Videos play on the big screen

 What else can I say to make it any better?  Oh yeah, I met the owner this summer when he was out surfing with his kids.  Great guy!

  

Do you have questions about the Outer Banks?  Maybe I can answer them for you!  Thanks.  Michele

Welcome to Life on the Outer Banks of North Carolina

Bodie Island Lighthouse, now open for climbing!

Two days ago, we saw our first tree frog since winter's end.  I am looking forward to seeing hundreds of them, their hands and feet suction-cup sticky on our glass doors and windows, their hearts visible, thump, thump thump, craving the light.

When it warms up, we have to be careful to keep the doors shut, lest one hops inside and ends up mummified by the air conditioning. 

The sky is a starry bowl from east to west.  No light pollution.  No skyscrapers.  The wind is a constant.  It whips my skirt overhead.  

The ducks quack and chatter late into the night.

The cars are still driving too fast.  We almost got slammed into today by a truck that ran a red light.  There is more traffic to come.  Sad face.

Three large white egrets were perched long and lean in the sound

Found Beach Art

today.  The water rippled and surged, forming a muddy bog, an ideal place for them to fish.   

Look: There's a useful part of this blog:

Shel's Outer Banks Recommendations:

ART
If you want a great one-of-a-kind treasure, visit the KDH ART Coop, just past Colington Road--if you are driving south, mp 8.5.  If you're in town for the week, you can sign up to take a blacksmithing class with Randy, an amazing artist.  His workshop is on site.  Also, take some time to see the artists' studios.      

Frozen Yogurt/hip family-friendly hangout
If you want great frozen yogurt, but you don't necessarily need the business to have God in its name: Sweet Frog stands for Fully Rely on God, but you don't have anything against God, and you want to support local business owners, go to The Surfin' Spoon, mp 10 on the Beach Road.  You will be so glad you did.  With sick toppings like mango and coconut, this is a MUST DO if you're in town for vacation or if you're a local yokel.  Owned by Jesse Hynes, local professional surfer dude, and his wife, Whitney, this is where you have to get your fro yo!  You'll also be stoked to learn some surfer lingo!  It's a family affair.

Food--from the sea and otherwise
If you want amazing food with a great atmosphere, go to the Kill Devil Grill, Beach Road, mp 10-ish.  (Google the address).  The food is incredible.  The bar is chill, and the original diner car that is still the front of the restaurant, was long-time-ago located on Jefferson Davis Highway in Richmond, VA, my old stomping grounds.  Initially, the Kill Devil Grill was Millie's Two (from Millie's in RVA).  I used to have a T-Shirt to prove it.  
  

*These are my own personal recommendations.  In every way, they reflect my opinions, and no one else's.