The Husband and I decided to go to the beach today — OK, we really just wanted to drive our new car somewhere fun!
Before we left, I had yogurt, a crushed Kashi bar, and blueberries:
We didn’t get to the beach until 4:00, which was fine by us. My Hubby is a British redhead and I simply cannot stand the heat!
We tried to set up our tailgating tent…. we struggled with it for about 15 minutes before we realized that it was missing legs! Stupid cheap Wal-Mart.
Um, so we totally sat under a 1/2 tall tent. We looked like freaks, but I didn’t care! Better to be shady!
Here’s Part 1 of my packed dinner:
Fruit, hummus, celery. Plus, Part 2: Salt and Vinegar chips:
(We split the bag).
Apparently, I passed out on my towel because about 40 minutes later, the Hus woke me up and pointed out a giant black cloud rolling to us:
Yikes! We quickly packed up and drove back home.
Weekly ice cream pit stop at Coldstone:
Coffee with Reese’s mix-in!
On the way home, the Husband talked about how he just isn’t a beach person. Part of it is his redheaded-ness, but he also hates getting sandy. I LOVE THE BEACH, and I could lay out in the sand under an umbrella forever. I knew when we got married that beach-centered vacations were probably not a part of our future together. :)
Do you like the beach or the pool more?