X and I are running through the last weekends of our summer by going to the beach as much as possible. I do love that newspaper so much. When I wake up around 9:30, and X is returning home with bagels and the Cape Gazette, I’m giddy with excitement. Because I know, inside that cover, there will be many many things to laugh about.
There’s a new publishing firm out at the beach! Maybe I can get my life saga published by them. There are no words for this one…
There was also a sandcastle contest. Um…hopefully this isn’t your mom or your girlfriend.
And finally, a recipe for you to enjoy. Pay attention. I’d hate for you to pick up one fruit thinking it was another.
Fruit Recognition FAIL.