Solid As a Rock

Took a very long beach walk yesterday, jacket, jeans and tennis shoes. No flip flops. Tear. Found lots of interesting shells and got tons of sand in my shoes. It was good. The best part of the walk, though, was getting to make a closeup picture of this. These fake rocks used to be the waterfall in the pool at the hotel where Jeff and I spent our honeymoon in 1987. How cool is that? The hotel is gone now. The pool is gone, too. The rocks are still there and so are we!!

The high here today is predicted to be 67 degrees. There are people in the water and on the beach already and it's only 59. I don't get it. We leave for home tomorrow and it's supposed to warm up and be 75 here. Naturally. Oh, well.

Went with Cam, his friend and three girls out to dinner last night. That was an experience of sorts. I think it's called a generation gap or something like that. He (Cam) asked me to go with them. I agreed to go because I thought oh, how sweet. Then I found out Jeff told him to. Ah ha. I should've known. I really don't mind eating alone. I mean, if I had my choice maybe I'd rather not, but I don't mind. I'm certainly not going to stay home because I have to go by myself. It's okay, though, because Cam got all warm and fuzzy thinking he had done something nice for me. And I guess I got warm and fuzzy thinking I had spent quality time with him and his friends??????? Or was that nausea????? Teenagers. And especially teenage girls. I yi yi.

Till later, Happy Humpday!