Sunday, September 19, 2010

Leave a message...i'm at the beach

This is what happens when you whine about not having been at the beach for weeks.  Your husband tells you to go to work and concentrate on what you need to get done and then organizes an afternoon fiesta. Family, food and unlimited bliss. I love this man.

This is my kind of afternoon meeting.  Me, Jess and my sister Yvette.

Count the black dots.  
On second thought, don't waste your time looking for things that aren't there.

1 comment:

Thought you oughta know... said...

What my baby wants is what I try to provide, of course within reason... It was a beautiful day t be at the beach.