Day 6 draws to a close with Lovers Key

First let me say, last night was pure torture... Max went to be at 8, then up yelling for me at 11, I didn't respond, which pisses him off further. The yelling finally pulled me out of bed at 1230... Poor bugger had thrown all his blankets over the edge and was shivering due to a ceiling fan... Now I feel like a shit, so I brought him into bed.... Bad idea... That monkey didn't sleep a wink till 5ish, and he spurred me with feet, knees, and elbows till at least then. Now, I'm POed so I put him back in the crib at 0500... At 0600 he is upset cause he has pee'd the bed.... :(

Despite the horrible night, I want to be sure he had an active day so he sleeps tonight. I don't want him to be a monster on the boat tomorrow. Off to the beach!!!

With this Keureg coffee/tea maker (which I'm really starting to love) and some work emails and a face time visit from Adrian we were late getting going. The good news is we closed down Lovers Key, we didn't leave the beach till it was all but abandoned.

For those who have never been to the Gulf coast, let me give you my feelings. The water isn't as clear as you imagine the Caribbean Sea, and no swell, but plenty of wind waves, and piles and piles of shells.... It is unbelievable how many shells. The beach is literally made of shells. Now don't let me make you think that there is no sand, there certainly is. Max and I felt like gold rush pioneers panning for shells when pouring bucket loads of water on the sand exposing the shells below.... Fun stuff. I would suggest some beach shoes for those tenderfoots, as there was a berm of shells you needed to cross to get to the water's edge.

This is the portion of the blog where I rant a bit. I think I understand the whole Republican, Democrat dislike. Today while reclined on a chair trying to enjoy a sandwich my lovely wife had made, a god damn seagull pulled it ( yes, pulled it!) from my hand...what a ballsy little bastard. And there were piles of them... So while swinging madly, hoping to Dave Winfield one of those little bastards, one promptly took a dump on my foot.... So, I know that is quite a leap to compare the GOP and Democrats, but the GOP is always whining about handouts and the welfare state, so if you squint, and cock your head a bit, you can get the reference. GOP is the sandwich, seagulls the democrats... If that's their limited understanding, then I guess I can understand their anger.

It's now 8ish, I'm burnt to a crisp, and enjoying it. Corrigan, who slept soundly at the beach between feedings is passed out beside me, Max was out like a light, and even Nonie, the queen of white Canadians got some sun...and provided ogling entertainment for a frenchie in a wheel chair while breast feeding.


A great day in SW Fla.