

Ed dozed and I read my book, but between chapters I saw half a dozen brown pelicans diving for fish, homicidal kite flyers, a bunch of twelve year old boys get slammed by a beach umbrella that smacked them from behind, old ladies sacked out under palm trees, and multiple naked babies who did not want to be washed. The late afternoon storms passed north of us, missing us completely!
Finally at 5pm we packed things up for dinner at home: ham steak cooked in sofrito (which I use from a jar), mashed potatoes with garlic, and romaine/tomato salad with vinegar and oil dressing. Dessert: limeade with a shot of Jose Cuervo.
No comments:
Post a Comment