If you're going the beach today, look for me. I have a cute new bathing suit.
The beach was lovely. I didn't bring my camera because I was afraid of getting it sandy, but it was lovely.
Especially lovely was watching the rangers bust someone for letting his dog go off leash. My heroes!*
Not so lovely was stupidly putting my blanket down between two packs of suburban-bred frat-boy aging-yuppie late-twenties-early-thirties bachelors.**
Every time I heard the words "fucking dope" (which was every two minutes) I wanted to bash someone over the head with the big shovel we bring for sand digging. I maintained, though.
Other than that, it was lovely. *sigh*
*Dogs love the beach, I love to see them run on the beach, but they should go to Ocean beach which is bigger. When the beach gets over run with a million bounding happy dogs it can get out of hand. Plus their owners let them pee on all the sand castles. Ew.
**I guess I should be sad that not one of them hit on me (yes, even with the kids in tow they usually do, I must totally be losing my looks) but I am not!