Friday, March 9, 2007

Sand


Learned to make paper boats.
Went to Seabright Beach with George. He climbed rocks, buried partially burned logs in the sand, and wrote "treasure" in the sand. I buried George up to his neck in sand. Sand everywhere.
Managed to wear a dress and drink coffee at the same time.
Drove home with a cup of sand in my cup holder. George will make cement with it.