Hurtin'

The Beach was fun as always. Ray caught a ride down with some friends and stayed for 2 days with the guys for the Fireman's Convention. We met up with him at the Volleyball Tourny which I might add, was very dissapointing! The hot, sweaty Firemen, turned out to be hot, sweaty, HUNGOVER Firemen, all over 40 with beer guts. 

Not what I remembered back in the day. Although, I used to work at Hooter's for Chrissakes, so I guess all is fair in love and war! After the game, Ray said he had to go back to his room to "change his shorts" but really I think he went back to upchuck all over the place. He was hurtin' for certain.

The most fun the kids and I had was with some friends (Jen, Matt, Brooke & Brody) at their awesome place on 112th and swam at their pool. I have no evidence of this though, because Marina was a freaking maniac and was jumping off the side of the pool from all angles. I could barely catch her in time, let alone photograph it. The views on the bayside were awesome and it was right on a canal that Marina almost jumped into also. She must have found a old jelly bean in her car seat because Girlfriend was in rare form. That was a call too close for comfort. 

As always, it's good to be home under my own sheets. I think I could possibly be...beached out???????  NO!!!!!!!! I better not be. We have 3 weeks of vacation there this summer.