Life Can Be A Real Beach and a 1/2

Here we are, our last day here at the beach. And to think I would finish my sweater in 3 days. I forgot I would be sleeping and eating and walking on the beach, and swimming in the pool, and bathing, along with the knitting. Needless to say, knitting happened about 2-3 hours a day. Lots of good food though, breakast in bed this morning, Crab Legs and Caesar salad with shrimp, and tonite...PFChangs...oh, I cannot wait for the eggplant, yum.
What do you think the maid is trying to tell us?



Baby is having a royally good time...in fact, he could take or leave us. He took off down the beach and never looked back. He'd be in China by now if I didn't run after him and remind him he is a little toddler and needs his Mommy! I predict that once he is able to work, like at Bioque or paper route etc, he will save up his money and move out of the house at 15 or 16. I predict this.


Here is a picture of Bfriend's daughter and I lying in the bed drinking Bloody Marys...lazy, goodfornothin, 2bit, sorryass, notevenknittin louts. Anyday now the blood clots in my legs are going to take me to the big pie in the sky.


Here is the state of Klaralund...

I've been tagged by Phyl and need to tell everyone 6 things that are wierd about me. This of course is a job for Bfriend because he knows the wierd things, I can't see them in myself (forest for the trees thing, you know)

1. I only want my drinks filled half full. I cannot stand drinks filled all the way to the top, especially coffee. Chaps me.
2. I can only wear super soft things. Period. Hate jeans. Hate thongs.
3. Will not eat left-overs. Ick. Who knows how long the food was sitting in the grocery store. I might eat a left-over that has no flesh in it, tho...better chance.
4. I can't use the same shampoo and conditioner twice. So once I'm done with the bottle, I won't ever use that brand again.
5. I like to pick peeling skin. Yeah, I know. But the skin has to be crackly, ready to come off, any resistance, not interested.
6. I love Barry Manilow.

Ok. There you have it. I'm tagging Nancy, Loren, Julia, for now...tell us 6 things about you that are wierd...only 6 Julia, not 16!
Baby is getting big, ain't he?


I'm out and off to PfChangs for lettuce wraps, eggplant and a glass of Toasted Head Shiraz. Back to reality tomorrow.