On Sunday we wrapped up some sandwiches and scurried to the beach. It was just what the doc ordered. Yessssssssss sir. I think I found the cheapest form of therapy.
To make us feel extra special we had our own personal dolphin show right in front of us (seriously right in front of us, like at the first wave-break). There were two little buddies and they were jumping so high you could see every bit of them. I think they were showing off because they wanted to be our friends. And I always wanted a friendly dolphin so I said, "Ok." And Jason yelled "DOLPHIN!!!!" at the couple sitting a ways away from us. I guess he thought those guys wanted dolphin friends too.