It’s a beautiful day here in Delmarva. It’s around 65?Ǭ?F (18?Ǭ?C). I know it may not seem that high to many people but I find anything over 70?Ǭ?F (21?Ǭ?C) to be offensive. The sun’s shining and as baby put it, this is ‘no pants wearing weather’. He’s dumb about it because anytime it’s warm he goes out of his way to say that his pants are coming off. When he first started saying it I thought it was kind of absurd until I realized he’d be changing to shorts. Hopefully he’ll change to shorts more often because he’s a little too pale for his own good. I fully intend to have a beautiful tan this summer and he won’t be spared of the sun light as long as I’m around.
Last night was spent at the beach – surprise, surprise – but it was different this time. There was a high warning for beach erosion and when I’d first heard that, I didn’t really take it seriously. Little did I know that when we got there, the beach would be under water. The waves that normally broke about 80 feet away from the boardwalk, were now not even 10 feet away from the boardwalk. I think the smallest wave was like 12 feet high, so you can imagine how much fun that was to watch. I’m twisted, I admit to it. I like big storms. I like when Mother Nature just throws herself out there with full force, makes for a lot of fun if you’re into Weather changes the way I am.
I’ve got a fairly busy day of work ahead of me, I guess I should get on that.