Withdrawl

So there is a funky vibe in our house this week. We haven't been to the beach in over a week and I think its starting to bug us. I did sneak in a quick trip last Friday for a Mommy swim date but was promptly attacked by a flock of Portuguese Man of Wars and packed up in defeat. The plan was to swim in preparation for this weekends Na Wahine Triathlon and then for Jason to bring the kids to me at the beach. However taking my kids to the ocean and saying, "stay out of the water" is just plain mean. They are water spirits like their Mom and would end up in the water and stung at some point. I suspect that this funky vibe is withdrawl. We need salt water in our hair, sand between our toes and sunscreen tucked into the folds of our ears. Its how we're most comfortable. So tomorrow I think we need to go visit the beach. It doesn't have to be for long. Doesn't even have to involve swimming. But we do need to get sandy and we do need to get our feet wet and then all will be right with the world.