I spent a gorgeous weekend at the shore with my best friend E and her family. Two perfect beach days for collecting new face freckles and securing my bid for this year’s Whitest Tits and Ass Contest. I’m a shoe-in. My dad’s dark-hair-dark-eyes Italian genes give me a nice tan in the summer, while my mom’s good-Irish-Catholic-girl genes ensure that my lady parts have never seen the light of day. I look ridiculous. Though with all the working out I’m doing these days one would have to look pretty hard to find my boobs, if they weren’t bright white of course. Mother Nature is a cruel negotiator. You want toned abs? Sure, but it’ll cost you a cup size. Damnit.
Anyway, it was such a great weekend. On Friday night we ate dinner on the deck overlooking the beach and watched fireworks all along the shoreline. MomOh and SisterOh came for the day on Saturday, then we got ice cream at Marita’s. On Sunday we went out to breakfast after morning mass. I ran on the beach and kayaked in the ocean. Have I mentioned that the shore is my favorite place on earth? Maybe you couldn’t tell.
I don’t know what it is about the shore that makes me so happy, but there is an engraved bench on the boardwalk that sums it up perfectly: I’m always my best here. This weekend was just a teaser before the real thing, in two weeks, when all of the families arrive and we take over the 66th street beach. I’m counting down the minutes until then.
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you obviously have forgotten what true paleness is. i spent saturday in the sun as well, and suffered what appear to be second-degree burns all down my right leg. anyways, hope all is well. talk to you soon.
Did it bring back memories of all of the moms asking, "Does that boy have on sunscreen?!" Hope you feel better!
us Fitzpatrick skin type zeros (ha ha) need to stick together, don't we?
Boob shrinkage commiserate with exercise and paleness...I can definitely relate.
Glad to see that midtown holding pattern is back :-)
-Rachel Basse
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