I don't know if I mentioned Bob being almost carried out to sea.
Well, not really, of course, but he did get surprised by the strong tide one morning. He, Craig, and I went down to the beach; I think the other girls were still sleeping, and I don't remember where John was.
Bob and Craig waded out a little way; the tide started to come in, and Craig turned back, but Bob stayed out.
He tried to hold his shorts up to keep from getting wet, but he was too slow.
Craig, in the meantime, had climbed a rock.
Bob gave up and accepted that he was going to get wet.
It was pretty funny, actually. Fortunately, he didn't have his wallet in his pockets, just a lighter and a pack of cigarettes, which he laid out on a lounge chair to dry out.
I kept forgetting to take a picture of the flip-flops that Kelly made me. She brought three pair with her--pink, green, and blue--and let Leslie and me pick which ones we wanted. I chose the pink, of course. Leslie took the green, I think. I suppose wearing them with my flannel duck pajamas takes away from the mood a little . . .
Aren't they cute?? In this photo you can also see my new toenail polish--Sally Hansen "Sapphire Chrome," which I bought at the Dollar Store for, well, a dollar.
