It's a GOOD 20 and Counting.
No, I'm not talking about 20 arms and legs on my Florida Bears.
I'm talking about 20 years with the good old Scoots.
As I walked back to our chairs on the beach today.
I caught him RED handed.
Who could he be talking to on the phone at the beach?
The other women......yeah..... right.....
But, even worse he looked like he had on no clothes or even a swimsuit.
Naked Whale Alert.....
that was who he was talking too.
He knows who makes his PB and Js for him.
He knew I needed some flowers to brighten up our bungalow for the day.
And I knew he needed a new suit.
I knew he needed a new fish tee-shirt for the beach.
I knew he needed some new Sanuk Flip Flop
is we were going to be going to the beach again.
But, tomorrow we are going to have to check out getting an umbrella to block the sun.
Yes, it's official.... we have a good tan going here.
That's all I have to report about.
Starting to think about getting back home.
Oooooops, there some noise coming from Scoots about heading on the ferry tomorrow to
some Caldesi Island. I hear that it's RUSTIC....
RUSTIC at the Beach.... what does that mean.
I just hope they have some fun color umbrellas to see and snap.
Guess I need to go and find another can of Sun Screen.
Don't you just love the new spray on kind?
Yes, my days of Baby Oil and Orange Iodine are long gone.