Tomorrow, at the wee hour of 6am, we are heading to the beach. Yes, it is that time of year again. The last weak of June. Time for the Houses and the Busches to head over to the great Port Susan and Camano Island. No, it isn't glamorous or warm looking by any means, but it is The Beach. My mom's family has been going since 1953. Or something like that. When we were young, we would fit 10 or so cousins on the floor in the "living room" if that is what you want to call it. Now, even though there are fewer of us up there at a time, it means just as much to all of us. I always forget the island is actually quite large. Our beach is the first beach on the island, so we rarely ever make it very far in.
I return on Friday for the oh so great even of HOOPFEST!!!!! Me, KTO, and Mary are on a team again. Of course, we are hoping Corrina will play for us, but it isn't looking good. Forecast says mid 80s. That is way better than the usual mid 90s.
In terms of work, we had to call 911 twice this week. Yeah safety!
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