Curse of the Irish Filipina

My sister and her boys came into town this past weekend. It was great spending time with them. We went to the beach on Friday and Saturday; and as a result, I am sunburned. It really isn't a surprise. I always burn since I've inherited the white genetics of the Days. It will eventually turn into a rosy color instead of boiled-lobster red.

Great thing occurred this weekend. On Friday, we saw two dolphins swimming close to shore before we left. It was fantastic since just this week I mentioned to an employee that I had never seen a dolphin in the wild. Then on Saturday we see two dolphins again playing near the shoreline. I'm going to assume they were the same from the previous day since we were in the same location on the beach. Just a smiling moment, you know?

The visit to the beach was very much needed. I forget how much water affects me until my spirits are lifted after sit-down beside a body of water. And the water was amazing beautiful as usual for this part of Florida. If anyone is interested in sharing in the beauty, let me know.

Days like recent and scenes like this one really make a girl reconsider why she doesn't care too much for Pensacola. Seriously, if there was more to this city than what I've encountered...hauling my ass back to the north would be a much more difficult decision. Perhaps another part of Florida instead?

I think the weekend did leave me a little sick though. I woke Sunday with my throat swollen shut and an 'eh' feeling for the rest of the day. No doubt, a little too much sun. Throat is still bothering me though. Who knows? Maybe the extreme saltiness of the Gulf waters has something to do with the irritation. (side note here: It's great to see that the ocean felt so natural and clean. It's just disturbing when water is mucked up by humans.)

Well, I need to go to bed and the clawing of the Jolie on the back door reminding me that she needs in is a good reason to part for the moment. Until.....