is the worst kind of time.
it's forgetfull.
forgetfull of non-beach life.
today, i am forced into rememberance
because my watch no longer reads this sand filled ticker
i'm back on normal life time.
it's never quite as dreamy, nor is there is much sand in my children's pants :)
once i get my non-beach self back into order
i will post a birrage of picturage that is sure to delight even the most non-picturesque of folks
but for now,
i will bask in my non-beach glow
and try to attack my yet unpacked state :(
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