The Beach
So remember that one time when it was 90 degrees at my house at 10am? And then remember how right after that, Sara and I decided to pack up our kids, snacks, toys, chairs, and towels and head to the beach because it was such a nice day? But then remember how when we got there (just a ten minute drive) that it was 65 degrees and windy? Remember that? That was this morning.
3 comments:
it's so weird, but i don't remember that. and i think i'd remember if the beach was 10 minutes from my house. (most especially because i've been dreaming of living that close to the beach for many a fortnight.)
that totally sucks.
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