I don’t know if it’s the heat, the fact that he’s easy or even my low-cut shirt but I’ve managed to talk Baby into bringing me to the beach. High Tide hits at around 4:15 this afternoon so we’ll be leaving the house in less than an hour. I honestly can’t wait. The other night the beach didn’t look so great, I wanted to go back in the day light to see if the ocean really did remove half the beach. Considering it’s windy right now, one can only hope to see something good.
We’re most likely going to stop for dinner before we even bother to head home. There isn’t really much in the house so it’s not worth coming back here to eat pasta again. I made baked-ziti the other night so we’ve been eating it ever since. Yay for something different! Boardwalk FRIES ::drools::