The New Fad

Today there are two other solitary women near me on the beach. One is a bit older than I, and both are a bit plumper.

I'm enjoying myself, but hope this isn't a vision of my future.

ps: I already moved once to escape a loud talker, but it doesn't seem to have been far enough.

Wah

The Meltdown is out of ice. And aged cheddar. I settled for gouda and gruyere.

Having a Meltdown

If you know me well, which of course you do (Mom), you'll be impressed to hear that I left my things on the beach for the hour it took to fetch this grilled mozzarella, tomato and basil. I returned before the beach patrol carted off everything, and am now enjoying my rather rubbery, but yummy, sandwich as the sun sets.

Good Luck Charm

I listened to a book most of the way to Florida, but here's proof that I took a break to listen to Marty Robbins. In my book, it isn't a real road trip without him.

Road Trip

All I need now is some Hunt's pop top snack pudding, preferably butterscotch, and I'll be set!

Query

Would it be excessive for me to eat two grilled cheese sandwiches a day for three days in a row, if I walked 1.3 miles each way (for each sandwich) to obtain said sandwiches?

Raise Your Hand if You Agree!

I shamelessly stole this, but only because I love it so much. I plan to follow this advice very soon. On October 11, to be exact.

Have Wagon, Will Travel

I'm ready for my solo trip to the beach next month!