I just want to lie on the beach and eat hot dogs. That's all i've ever wanted.

I have a best friend. Her name is Kara. She said something funny tonight. We were driving past Cascade Golf Course. It holds a sweet/painful/idiotic memory for me. I mentioned it to her. Her response, "sometimes we all put our mouths in our foot." Thanks for that. It made me feel much better about the situation. (ANDREW, andrew, just Andrew.)

We went to the beach a few times on our trip. I love the beach. A lot. Here are a lot more pictures of our adventures there.
Ah Laguna Beach.

When i'm a mom, i'm pretty sure i'll buy the $3 swimsuit for my little girl.

Rick, Jake, Cam, Gracie, Kev, and Steph. These are some of Rick's friends from Seattle that happened to be in California at the same time. They came to a day of Disneyland, dinner, and the beach with them.

Rick and Jake playing on the beach.

Run Jakie-boy!

Cam is an awesome uncle.

I took this to see what my hair looked like after going out in the waves...and to prove I was there.

This guy skipped that $3 swimsuit and just stripped down to his underwear. He was fairly confident in himself.

"Check me out ladies!"

After I got done taking pictures of him I looked to my left. There were several old ladies (who had been sunbathing 30 years too long) next to me taking pictures too. They said that should be in some magazine of a WHAT NOT TO WEAR TO THE BEACH article.

Cam, Kev, and Rick.

Graceful.

Sand-y, dorito-y smile.

Mom, Cam, and Jakie down by the water...

looking at big waves...

just as one crashed right in front of them. They all got wet.

Lifeguards. Boy do I feel safe.

Yeah, you work that suit! Pose, pose, pose!!