
There’s something about the 15 year old boy in me that finds this really funny.
There’s more of the same going on here. Beach, Beach House, Beach, Beach House, Beach, Beach House, and that’s all before lunch. But today I’m shaking things up a little, it’s grocery store, beach, dad, beach house, beach, beach house, beach, beach house. See what a rebel I am? You just can’t hold me down....
I’m having an uber blissful morning on the beach. All the cherubs have abandoned the surf due to an abundance of jelly fish, leaving me alone to the crashing of the waves. I almost feel sorry for the adults left back at the full beach house. Almost. But alone, I am able to indulge in...
Rise and shine dear imaginary friends. It’s time for the annual beach trip. Your job is to wait right here for the amazing pictures and witty commentary to start flowing in. Because as we all know, the purpose of the annual beach trip is not to vacation, but to create another book. Therefore every moment...
From now on can I just keep a twitter blog? Seriously, because life is currently unhinging it’s jaws and swallowing me whole, but I promise to twitter the whole way down. I will now offer a brief summary, no need for thanks: Was offered a full time position at local university. Really wanted to take...