I have decided to become a bum.

Beach bum, that is. The only thing that really sucks about the beach is the beach hair. People think it's awesome, and it certainly does look great. However, it hurts like hell when you comb that sucker out. I cried a little. :(
I bet it would be fun to live across from the beach. Aside from the ominous storms and such looming about in the gulf, I'd have a grand time.

That is a beach sunset. I have yet to see a sunrise. That's still on the bucket list.

On a different but similar note:
As much as I dislike country music, and I hate to admit this, it is becoming more bearable to listen to. I no longer cringe when I hear a twangy voice. It is nice to have a variety of other songs to associate with a point of time in life other than those annoying pop songs that go something like, "Shawtayy, mmm, yeahhh," and such. So I'll give country music that much.

It's been a lovely weekend.
How's yours going?
;)

As always,
Friendships is magic.