MAMA is taking three days off with the kids to go to a little motel by the ocean we like to call the Surfcomber. We like to call it that because the owners of it like to call it that. And they own it, so…. it has a pool and it has the ocean from every balcony, and chaise lounges up the wazoo.
and i am sighing in bliss just thinking about it.
and again. sigh. so if i’m quiet, thats where i am. I’m hoping to be writing up a bunch while I’m there, but we’ll see… if its rainy, then I will be slowly going insane trying to entertain my brood. if you hear strange screams at night, its not a fisher, its me, echoing through the air over the water.