I think the thunder is thwarting me.

Tell mac (if you'd like) that an almost 32-year old still gets freaked out by the ocean. I don't mind it, per se, I mind the horizon. It's too high. The lizard brain think it's below it and gonna drown. It's lovely, it's just wrong. I'm ok most of the time, then I start to get stomache cramps.

It's not riptides and such. It's the unfamiliar.

I love the ocean like you wouldn't believe. I have the exact opposite reaction to sara's.

It occurs to me that I haven't even thought to start planning thanksgiving this year. thoughts?

Yeah, I love the ocean more than anything. I like to walk out chest deep and look to the horizon.

my secret hope is that he will prefer the swimming pool. I don't mind the ocean as long as I am in a house or hotel by a pool looking at it. It's the stuff in it and the sand that gets on everything and the salt that stay on you.

You can just not take him to the beach, you know. As long as you're in charge of transportation, you make the rules!

I prefer the salt water to the chlorine. One of the best parts of the pools at Mandalay Bay is that they are salt and super chlorinated.

My resume just got forwarded to a school in Brentwood for an out of the classroom gig. Which would be awesome because less work, especially at home, but it is a hike of a commute. Thoughts?

well of course. Today was more about rides than ocean, but getting to the water was important since we have been invited to the shore on Saturday, by his best friend's family. I didn't want mac freaking out while the other kids have no issues with the water.

rides=fun. msbelle, does mac still love planes?

My resume just got forwarded to a school in Brentwood for an out of the classroom gig.

Not at the Brentwood School? Or whatever? A friend of mine used to work there.

The ocean fascinates me. And freaks me out. I'm most at home on a peak or ridge somewhere. But I still like the ocean. It challenges me,

To the other: Somewhere easy with the kidlets. t all about me I want to continue this tradition about found families. I love my biological one, I love spending time with them, but having that time, carving a space into the traditional as me not being a daughter, means a lot. I'm not married, I don't have kids. I don't plan to do any of that, and it makes holidays ..interesting. I'm the obliged one. I'm not a ward. If The Holiday needs to go on hiatus because other's lives get complicated, I'm good with that. (Man, that sounds terribly demanding, don't it?)

But I like it. And dude, the opportunity to cuddle wee ones wherever? I'm a sucker.