We were all set to go out on the dunes. Finally we were going to take my car, the Pajero. But alas, the Gods had other plans. Hubby had taken the back bumper off, as apparently the more experienced dune riders he goes with, the Germans, had informed him that the back bumper acts like a shovel, scoops all the sand and then holds it, which in the end yanks it off your car. Not good. So about 30 minutes before we were to leave, Monkey throws up all over the living room floor. That wsa that, and we all know who was the one to stay. So this time midget got to go with her dad, and they had a great time. :) Luckily in about 6 hours monkey felt better. So we stayed here, he slept and i watched season 2 of the Good Wife. Wild times in our house....
Someday, i will get to go out on the dunes!
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