Literally, a day was spent on the beach. Even though we rented the cottage for a week, the weather did not cooperate and our timing was off, but a day at the beach is still a day away from everything. Well, except in dear husband's case where he was still working every day. But phones can be answered on the beach and your home office can be set up anywhere so we worked around his working, and had a relaxing time.
We found this cottage on Craigslist, one of those last minute deals where they rented it super cheap because someone backed out of a contract. The house was the cuteness thing except of course I was itching to decorate it. All white walls, linoleum floors, cast off furniture and 70's decor - beggars can't be choosy! but it had so much potential. If only I could have picked it up and plunked it down at my farm. Oh the potential!
The girls came along a few days later and we enjoyed their company - wished Andrew and Laura and Mike could have been there too but I guess someone has to have a real job (Just kidding, dear) Kayla kept us up on what to watch in the Olympics and both girls kept the Qwerkle tournaments going. Highest score of the weekend goes to me, I might add!. Since the weather was uncooperative, we hit the shops and outlet mall and of course ate seafood on a number of days.
Kayla does not care for the beach but she hung in there and got sand in her toes and even a workout with the waves. No one capsized this year - at least in the water.
We call this her Africa tan. She got it three years ago in Africa and it has never left.
Good conversation while bobbing in the waves
Bike rides are always fun. Except at Bethany Beach it has gotten very crowded with both cars and people. I had a little accident but my pride was hurt more than my body, so all is well that ends well.
I could sit for hours and just listen to the waves
A beach picnic with friends, followed by bocce ball until it was too dark to see
A sandpiper having his dinner