End of the week

today was spent doing laundry, vacuuming, yard work and hosing off the car. mundane tasks.

so we rewarded ourselves by packing a small cooler full of snacks and drinks and went to the carmel river beach to lay on a blanket, soak up some sun and read.

there was a little boy who was having a great time. he clutched a plastic shovel, shreiked at the top of his lungs and taunted the ocean. i'm sure he passed out in the back seat of the car on the way home as he expended a lot of energy running in and out of the waves. sometimes he just stood on the shore yelling at the water.

then there were two poor little kids with a bad dad. i wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying but he never shut up, the kids never went in the water and the wife was ignoring him. prediction: divorce city

when we got home, T made strawberry margaritas. so we went outside and read for awhile. except for the horsefly bites, it was a really good day.

and tomorrow we are going to Seaside to hear Sista Monica at the blues in the park concert. cool, huh?

i'm so happy to be doing such things. work is so hard. i couldn't wait to be sprung on friday! my stacks of work-to-do, as usual, got taller instead of smaller. don't know how i do that.