our view of the sound; THE POOL; Kay vs. The Sea
Wind and (at times, torrential) rain THWARTED my plan to get IRRESPONSIBLY SUNTANNED in North Carolina last week; the bulk of my time, then, was spent eating shrimp, watching the dog bark at the ocean, and using Kevin McCallister-levels of strategy to trick anyone who might be watching into thinking that we WEREN'T just two little people staying alone in a house that slept 20 (my CITY-KID paranoia travels, carry-on style, where ever I may roam). Unfortunately there were no life-size cardboard cutouts of Michael Jordan to assist in the venture, and I know this because I checked. Thoroughly. Twice.
PS: my $13 SWIMSUIT!