Sick, Sick & More Sick

Beachboy gets home from camp and the rest of the men and myself get sick, sick sick!  It has been absolutely miserable around here as we all try to recover from some form of bronchitis/lung gunk or just a virus that we can't seem to get over.  We have watched more "bad tv" and done more surfing than any family should do when the weather is absolutely beautiful outside and screaming for us to come visit the beach.

So we did, visit the beach ... for a whopping 20 minutes before beach-toddler started whining and complaining, beachboy started rolling around in the sand and beachgirl started begging for someone to play in the ocean with her.  Beachdude and I both were sporting fevers, so we really had no desire to entertain (we're bad that way) and I bolted to sit in traffic for an hour to go to the grocery store to pick out dinner.  We (I) decided on boneless country ribs that we grilled and enjoyed Tanqueray and Tonic while waiting for them to finish cooking.  Squash sautee & roasted potatoes rounded out the meal - and it is almost bedtime...woo-hoo.  Tomorrow is another day & I am hoping it is an awesome one - I owe the kids!