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.
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Bob and Craig waded out a little way; the tide started to come in, and Craig turned back, but Bob stayed out.
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He tried to hold his shorts up to keep from getting wet, but he was too slow.
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Craig, in the meantime, had climbed a rock.
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Bob gave up and accepted that he was going to get wet.
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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.
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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 . . .
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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.