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Sunday, August 31, 2014

Brunching with the Expats

We live about 2 miles from a restaurant that expats like to do brunch, so every other Sunday or so we've gone. Today probably will be the last...let me explain.

We are the youngest by AT LEAST 20 years, one man looks to have 20 minutes left, but put a Bloody Mary in front of him and he's ok. What we realized was that the service wasn't that good, and neither was the company, so we will just find our own Sunday brunch spot.

The highlight was walking home on the beach, it was low tide and the air was lovely. PapaBEAR and I got to unpack the morning, and finally be alone. A little nap in the hammock, now maybe I'll go get naked and wake him up. Think he'll mind? Yeah, me neither! Photo shoot in the morning, will post a teaser. Thanks y'all, MUAH!

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