Sandy Bottoms.

OK, so I may not have a lawyer, or a doctor or any airline employees in the family to mooch off of, but we do have VERY generous cousins with extremely good taste who lent us their luxurious beach house for the Memorial Day weekend.
We met up with Carrie and Todd (who are in CT for the summer) and Spencer and Sho ("met up with" might not work for them since they live 25 minutes from us and we rode together.) Nevertheless, it was so fun to be with family family family that I love and miss and have so much fun with.  We took to the road and convened in Bethany Beach, Delaware.  Beautiful, gorgeous, wish you were here.
Without further adieu, I give you my brief "facebook explanation" (or if you prefer, "the longest run-on-sentence-known-to-man".)

We took our meals on the porch,

 crossed the street to the beach after posing like the dorks that we all are deep, down inside, (this is us all white and pasty on our first day)

 took pictures of kids that looked so darn cute I couldn't stand it,

 played with sisters on the beach,

 made sand angels,

 excavated,

 ran around squealing and having the cutest little bums in a swimsuit known to man,

 hopped some waves,

 dreamed a little,

 rode bikes into town and anywhere else we could (the family bike rides were my favorite),

 ate like the locals do,

 fished, a lot,

 stared at the house and wondered where we could hide and live year round so the cousins wouldn't know,

 caught lots of fish in the tiniest pond ever using nothing but hot dogs and ground beef (and maybe other little fish that were caught first and then thrown back immediately to catch the bigger one,

 ran a couple of times and then passed out on the grass just a little until my song was over,

 enjoyed watching the girls be lovely with each other (for most of the time),

colored with crabs,

 made our toes sooo pretty,

 walked the boardwalk eating shaved ice and any other treat with the word "ice" in it,

 enjoyed warm air, cool breezes and flip flops,

 played games,

 endured horrid traffic on the way home with as many electronic devices as possible,

 and lazed about as much as possible watching movies, reading books and staring into nothingness.

It was pure joy.
I told you I could write one heck of a run-on sentence.
Thank you Worthington's a million times over.  It was amazing, luxuriant, comfortable, relaxing and wonderful but we missed your gorgeous faces and fun fun that you bring everywhere you go! 
Thank you!!