I didn't have any world changing viewpoints about what I saw on TV. I have no complaints about how my laundry appliances are working. I had a great time hanging with some great friends at our place over the weekend, but you pretty much had to be there. Telling you about the incessant giggling is not nearly as fun as experiencing it. I didn't even have anything earth shattering to say about the Presidential Address last night. I'm failing you as a blogger.
Worse things have happened. You'll survive. I'll survive. No harm done. It's not the first time it's happened and I can just about guarantee it won't be the last. Still, thanks for pretending to care and to miss me.
Anyway, what I am about to say now isn't earth shattering either, but here goes: I want to go to the beach. I don't want to drive. I don't want to have to pay for a hotel. I don't even really want to have to pay for food. I just want to lie on a towel or a lounge chair in the sun. I want to walk on white sand and stare out beautiful blue waves as they turn emerald in the sunlight and then crash against the shore while the breeze that drives them cools me.
Basically, I want a free trip to the beach. It's not going to happen, but a girl can dream can't she? It's just not the same to sit in a tailgate chair in the back yard while the dog runs in circles around you until his panting is louder than the hum of the air conditioning unit. Even with a nice breeze to cool me off, it's not the same. There is no white sand. No beautiful waves crashing against a shore. And I do get a little kissed by the sun, but since I'm not actually laying out, but sitting and reading, I generally only get tan on one side of my body. It's not the same.
I would settle for a trip to the pool, really. Except that we don't have one and the thought of being in a swimsuit in front of the entire community at a local pool is nothing short of mortifying. So for now, book reading in the back yard with a panting dog and (God willing) a continuous breeze will have to do. It's not so bad really. I mean, I could be so busy with things that I have no time to spend outside enjoying God's creation. So I am thankful for that.
Still, a free trip to the beach....can't you just feel the daiquiri in your hand, the sand between your toes, and the breeze on your face? I can. I can almost smell the sunscreen, too. It's always nice to dream.