I've got a lot more Beach Vacation

to go, Reader Dear,  but the tale will be kind of helter-skelter.  Our family plans for the vacation days developed into a jumble of activities, with some of us doing one thing while others headed in a different direction.  One day, while most of the clan was playing on the ocean beach, the Yard Man and I took our Little Actor to go and find a Dollar General store so as to spend the two dollars that were burning a hole in his pocket.  It was an excursion involving a half-hour search for the illusive store, and  then much perusing once inside the establishment (very few choices in the seven-year-old pocket-money range).

En route to the store, the Yard Man had asked the Little Actor how he would rate this beach vacation on a scale of one to ten.  "Uhhh... FIVE!" he declared.  By the time we exited the store, however, with his brand new two-dollar bow and arrow set in hand (complete with three plastic arrows, quiver, and holster for the plastic knife),  he'd upped the number to a SIX!



















A few hours later, after a meal for twelve at Dogfish Head Brewings and Eats,






















followed by a walk to the boardwalk at Rehobeth Beach,






















and a stroll around the historic little town of Lewes,  

then dinner,  a bike ride, flowers and (birthday) cake back at the mansion,  I had upped my own personal rating to a very big NINE-and-a-half!


(Dear Reader, I feel that as terrific as things may be, one should always allow at least half a point for a possible Even Better!)

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