It wound up being a relaxing weekend that included murdering a dozen crabs. Well, only 11 were killed, there is 1 survivor roaming around somewhere....could be in my fridge, could be in MeMou's car, could have never made it into the box? Who knows, but if there is a weird smell (other than my kitchen sink), I will know where that lonely crab went.
The crown at the beach was super busy. I had to make sure we kept the dogs on their leashes. I was way uncomfortable letting Miss Mollie off her leash because I can't afford $100 fine b/c some ass-wipe tourist complained. I did take her off leash when we were in the water. My brilliant come back if some one said anything: "You put a leash on your kid and throw them into the rip tide." HeeHee
Today I'm contemplating on going out again. I might just take a towel and Mollie down for a little bit, but my butt is still red from yesterday's burn. I might just wait until after work tomorrow. Hopefully, everyone has left by then.
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