Last night we watched Chariots of Fire and then i dreamed that dad won a million dollars and bought a red lamborghenni for $400,000 and mom was super irritated. and then Liam wanted to spray paint the interior brown instead of black and i was trying to convince him that it was a bad idea. Then i woke up:)
Today is Coco beach day! The best surfing beach around and the place where I dream of Genie lived. I'm stoked. i watched I dream of Genie every monday at 4:30 on the hallmark channel in the third and fourth grade until we went to choir practice. I feel like i'm going to connect with something deep in my childhood, i'll be on the lookout for Middle Eastern looking bottles.
Also, we've collectively discovered a more appropriate metaphor for the sound that the surfboard makes on top of our car. Think of one entire, over-enthused section of Spain's soccer team's fan base armed with those ever-present noise makers the Vuvuzula. If you're in the dark about this particular brand of earbleed, it's the faint mosquito sound you hear any time you watch a South African world cup games. Imagine this sound multiplied by about 400 and on the top of your car, and you have our drive yesterday from St. Augustine to Orlando. Yes folks, about 2 hours.
We have no idea why the surfboard keeps making this noise and it didn't on the drive here, maybe God was just granting us special grace because we had to be in the car for 7 hours, and we might have lost our sanity. Let's see a show of hands, who thinks we can get this fixed before we drive back on saturday?
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