



Yesterday my very best friend from kindergarten and I took advantage of the amazing weather and skipped work to go to the beach. I was a little bit worried that even though it was supposed to be in the 90's over here in the valley, that the coast would be its usual cold, windy, and rainy self. But it wasn't! It was sunny and hot and absolutely beautiful. Not that the beach is ever not beautiful, but this time it was beyond its normal brilliance. We both wondered, why isn't the whole world right here on this beach? Oh yah...because most of the world is either in school or working. I love being 18 without any real responsibilities. But it was a celebration after all. We were rejoicing in the fact that we survived not only a whole year in college but also an entire year apart. And other than meeting a few slightly unwelcome friends (a very over-friendly, wet and sandy dog, lots of little crawly bugs and digging sand-shrimp things, and a lobster-red tourist w/ a camping chair strapped to his back) the day couldn't have been better.
Not only did we spend most of the day hanging out by the water, but we also sampled every candy shop's saltwater taffy (we had to make sure that they're ready for tourist season), and we visited our long-lost pals--the seals, who are incredibly obnoxious, but you just can't help loving them. I couldn't have asked for a better day at the beach (or anywhere else for that matter).
5 comments:
Jealous
sea lions, honey. SEA. LIONS. Aren't you an Oregonian?
wow. devon, your comment made me laugh out loud.
umm... I don't get it...
Also, okay why wasn't the rest of the world on the beach?? Hmm, this part of the world lives in Iowa. There are no beaches. (also there are no sea lions and apparently no salt water taffy.) But! The corn is coming up. hehe, thought you would appreciate that one.
Oh yes, also jealous.
it was a gorgeous day! thanks for spending it with me :o) very special memory indeed! yes, the salt water taffy was great. thanks for stopping by this morning. have a great week!
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