guess it is time for this report to come to an end...so sad....
this would be saturday may 11, 2013...the day of departure....it is always a sad day...I set my clock and get up at 530, look out the window, and lay back down...Janet told me to wake her up at 6, but make sure she was up by 7....so at about 630, i wake up again, mad that I fell asleep and am wasting my last few hours...but I didnt actually go to slepp until after 3, so I am a walking zombie for alittle while...I have my wake and bake sub and then out to the beach...we eat at 7am, and Mike already has our chairs set up, he grabs the towels from our deck every morning and sets Janet up where ever she tells him to the night before...love me some MIke...
a man with a funny hat and his daughter...Janet Claus strikes one last time...
we have all of our packing done except for the last minute stuff when we change into our airport clothes...we have a little dog food left and a few rawhides...some of the dogs would not eat the rawhides, but two of the puppys did, and i knew they stayed down near the old t-water, so I took the treats to them...I saw a little boy at Jam Rock and I am recognized because of my many walks on the beach, and I give dad the last bit of candy i had, and the last color book for the little boy...
moms place and a look down the beach
