Every once in a while, a person needs to dig their toes into sand and wiggle them around really good… and today, doing the Flat Stanley 500, we got a chance to do just that in Lauderdale-by-the-Sea. It was time.

The scavenger hunt that masquerades as a Flat Stanley adventure took us to a beach, of course… this *is* Florida, after all… and though I had the Fort Lauderdale beach in mind, hubby said that Hollywood was best but Pompano was closer… and basically the choice was made wherever we found good parking. It’s ALL beach and it’s ALL good.

These are Blackberry captures. Not too shabby, eh? I’ll post Flat Stan’s stuff after I send him back to Colorado Tuesday.

I think the man needs to get out more, don’t you?


Okay, one Stan… Hubby burying him in the sand…

That is the *girl who hates having her picture taken; how nice of you to notice! Especially in a wind, when her hair looks like muppet vomit. Luckily her husband is very good with the assurances… so here it is, with reservations.
Yeah, my foot really is that big.

*Can I legitimately call her at girl at 52? Age is just a state of mind, after all…. And isn’t it a little telling that I must disengage with myself just to be able to post a farking picture? I’m not a troll or anything… …and I’m told my breasts are very nice… Sigh.