ita we had some peaches that were like that a week or so ago. They were so very good.

Yeah, these weren't good. I mean, okay, good, but I can still taste the sugar now. I don't actually like sweets so much.

these weren't good

Ohhh just sweet then? Ick. The peaches we had were extraordinary. I haven't had any that were that good since I was a kid and I picked them from the tree at my grandparents house.

Ms. Perkins! I'm glad too. Although I'm still waiting on final decree that we can avoid the wedding at all costs ('cause between seeing you and spending time with hubby's extended family?? I choose you, (Pikachu) every time!)

It was so not fun

I've only had bait fish down my cleavage. It wasn't fun either but people on the boat were highly amused. Wriggly little thing left scales everywhere. I tossed it to a sea lion after I got it out.

Ohhh just sweet then?

I don't really like sweet, so I'm not the best audience to judge. The first one wasn't this syrupy -- I'm hoping the remaining three or so don't follow suit.

ita, a simple solution is to slice 'em up and pour red wine over them. It cuts the sweet nicely. My Mom also added blueberries.

I've only had bait fish down my cleavage

Frankly, one mildly perverted (albeit very pretty) bird vs fish?? I'd pick the bird. I have scale and oooze issues, myself.

Ohhhh speaking of sea lions. We saw a funny, strange thing this weekend. We were out tooling around inside the breakwater and there was a sea lion all the way up on the top of the south jetty stealing bait from the guys who were trying to fish. They'd chase him away, but he'd only go a few feet and then he'd come right back, barking madly. Usually they don't go all the way up the rocks onto the walkway but I guess this guy was hungry but too lazy to fish for himself. Animal control finally came and chased him into the water, but I bet he was back up there as soon as they left. Silly sea lion.

Aw, I love Sea Lions. I feel bad about the cute Sea Lion Shows because it seems so undignified....

I've only had bait fish down my cleavage.

Squirrel.

One of the very tame squirrels on my college campus was jumping from a tree to a trash can. I was in between and the squirrel misjudged. The squirrel scrabbled back out of my scoop-neck top, leaving scratches on my chest, and ran away.

Now see, y'all are making me feel much better about the bird in my cleavage. And Ginger, ouch!

Aw, I love Sea Lions

You guys should shoot for the bait dock sometime then. It's over near Fisherman's Village. There's one or two always swimming around there. We've seen a couple come all the way up the channel chasing fish (and playing with thier food... one was right next to the boat, tossing a fish up in the air for the longest time. The kids got pictures)

Yeah, we paddled back past Fisherman's Village. Yep. There were two sea lions over there.

I love 'em.