Oh Hey What Up?
July 12, 2010
The beach. The beach is what up. Just FYI.
Point the first: My children -- my lousy, wretched, terrible children -- have insisted on waking up at 6:30 am every morning of this mini-vacation, and for that I am ready to...uh...I don't even know what I'm ready to do to them, I'M TOO TIRED FOR RETRIBUTION.
Point the second: Shovels. Shovels as big as toddlers.
Point the third: We're smuggling about half the beach home in our children's thigh rolls and underwear pockets. Don't tell anyone.
Point the fourth: We're leaving today, so I better get back out there with my big-ass shovel.