I want to lie shipwrecked and comatose, drinking fresh mango juice....

...However, I'll be home attempting to conquer the Sisyphean mound of unfolded laundry. Also, trying to get caught up on marking, since progress reports are due next week. And I want to have the holiday on Wednesday to just play. Plus, I took the day off yesterday to hang out with Sis & co. yesterday. It was a particularly sunny, lovely day in White Rock, where we spent the afternoon. We started with lunch:

That there, my friends, is the one piece fish & chips. With fresh coleslaw (yum!). What's missing is a pic of our appy - deep-fried slices of dill pickle. Oh.My.Bob! Very, very tasty.

Then, of course, we had to go walk it off on the beach:

(Note to self: while the idea of wading in the waves is all very refreshing....salt water on freshly-shaved legs stings. Something I seem to forget from year to year.)

We topped the afternoon off with a trip to Casa Gelato. I had the white chocolate cherry. It was very tasty. Sitting outside on the benches...a bird pooped on my shoulder. This was my sympathetic sister's response:

It was at least 5 minutes before she stopped laughing enough to catch her breath. Yes, very amusing.

It's a good think she didn't know I'd already stepped in seagull poo at the beach.