Monday, 17 September 2012
It has been a crazy couple of weeks. We're short drivers, so we've been having to work extra anyway, then people started buying pizza like crazy and it meant even more work, so I haven't been seeing the family as much as I'm used to. Last week, I went to work Tuesday around 7 am and didn't get back home til around noon on Friday. Danny and Samantha had signed up for auditions for a movie that's shooting in Ocean City soon, so we picked them up at school and headed down to the beach. After about 10 minutes of standing around in a line that promised to last for several hours, I offered to take the three youngest out the back of the hotel down to the beach so they could play in the sand. "We'll just get our feet in the water, Daddy!" I ended up, a couple hours later, shopping the sales of the main drag for dry clothes for the youngest two in whose minds the word "feet" apparently is defined as any part of the body from the part upon which they walk,up to the very crown of their head.
We had a blast at the beach, grabbed some dry shorts and tshirts at a store nearby, shared a huge quesadilla con carnitas at a walk up taco stand down the street and made it back home by 11 pm so I could grab a few hours sleep and be back in the truck and down the road before the sun came up Saturday. Still haven't heard about the auditions, but glad for the excuse to make a trip to the beach anyway.