Beachiness

I brought ALL of my sewing stuff and I can't stop sewing little drawstring bags. I have now used all the scraps and small bits of this and that, that I grabbed and stuffed in the van on the way out. Making drawstring bags. Ahno figured out how to make the drawstring channel a little bit of the way down the bag so now they look a lot better. Here I am in tropical paradise, sewing drawstring bags.

Benny is making friends with everyone... yesterday he invited the huge family in the next condo over, and told them we were having "spaghettios again" (not true, but... not a bad guess either). He has collected two whelks, a hermit crab, and several sand dollars, which are now all living in a resentful community on the porch, in a big plastic box. He checks on them constantly, tells them they are ADORABLE, and wants to make sure they have everything they "need." He misses Dad and Leroy.

Sadie is just a doll. In good ways and exhausting ways. She is needing to be carried everywhere, in the ocean, in the pool, and everywhere in between. She shrieks imperiously "GO DIS WAY" and "MOMMY GET UP. GET UP NOW!" We are working on please. We mules enjoy these niceties, you know. She is doing really great, swimming around like a little fish, with one hand of mine supporting her underneath, but she's really exuberantly swimming. A joy.

The weather is gorgeous. I'm missing Dan. Ahno is sunburned from all the cavorting in the waves. I'm on the Shangri-La diet. Dialup internet is abysmal. The palms are waving. All is peaceful.