That photo to the left is quite deceiving as it was an amazingly perfect beach day on Sunday. It was the first time this summer that I have gotten to go to the beach with the way the weather has been lately. I enjoy going to the beach, I really do. I get to do a little swimming. I get to float and let the waves bob me along and I get to lay on a blanket outside and close my eyes without much notice. Now, don't get me wrong. I do not sleep when I'm at the beach. There are too many people around for that sort of thing.
Also, there are too many yelling and screaming parents accompanied by crying children as well. I just don't understand. You take kids to the beach so that you can tell them to go play and then what? You sit in your chair screaming and yelling at them to stop doing this or that. What was the point of leaving the house if you're just going to scream and yell at your kids? They just want to play in the sand. Why aren't you playing in the sand with them? They want to go swimming. Why aren't you in the water with them? Oh, right, you have to smoke that cigarrette. Or perhaps you're too tired. I just don't see the point of taking your children out into the world for any reason if all you're going to do is sit there, bitch to your friend about how much life sucks while yelling at your kids in between whining sessions. So why don't we try something new, mmmkay? The night before bringing your children, who just want to play in the sand and splash in the water, to the beach you go to bed an hour or so earlier. Maybe then you'll have the energy to swim with them and build sand castles with them instead of just yelling at them from your chair. Why have kids if you aren't going to enjoy them?