You didn't bring a shirt with you, did you?

Well, it is memorial day weekend. Thanks and praise to all those that have died so that I might enjoy time with my family, watch a race, and go to the beach. Did I mention Indian food on Friday night? Our neighbors took us out to dinner, so so nice of them to do, and we had Indian food. It was delicious and I personally enjoyed every bite of everything. (Even if pastor doesn't like it.) So enjoyed spending time eating great food and watching Indian music video/movies while we ate and chatted. V-langs is finally done with her radiation and keimo, so it was a celebration of all the days getting to here. I pray that her cancer never returns and health is all she knows. We also enjoyed helping them do some cleaning/organizing/painting/hanging things/etc., and it was honestly a fun day even with all the work.
Today we went to Riis park on the Atlantic Ocean. 80's. Sunny. The wind was pretty strong coming off the ocean, but it didn't ruin the day. Watching alli lay down in the freezing water smiling and laughing. Chilling on the blanket reading a magazine. Enjoying the awesome weather. This weekend wasn't "Kelly's Campground" at Uncle Don's, but it didn't suck at all either. Just to share a couple other highlights from the beach-
Ever seen a grown man with a white beard dressed in a white wedding dress dancing along the beach with his white poodle that has his hair on his head died red, while a parrot crawls on the man's head? I have. Today was the second time that I saw that. Another (I regret now calling these 'highlights'...) was on the way back to the car seeing two young ladies walk out of the restroom facility. Neither were wearing shirts, or a bathing suit top for that matter, holding hands as the walked along in their matching g-string bottoms. We still aren't sure if that is illegal or not? Kind of funny that superstar had just finished a conversation with the girls about the sun bathing techniques of european ladies that don't often wear a top. Yeah, I saw that today too.

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