I really don't like the beach.  I don't like sand.  I don't like saltwater.  I don't like crowds.  I don't like swimsuits.  I t's just not my thing.  But…  it was really nice today, so we went to the beach.  The boys had a blast playing in the water, especially since their long-lost bestest buddies were there.  It wasn't too excruciatingly terrible, but after 3 hours in the sun, I was done.  All I wanted was to come home and take a nap, but of course, that didn't happen.  It didn't help matters that there were several hours between the time we came home and the time I actually got to shower.  I really, really hate sand…  One good thing, aside from watching the boys have an awesome day, was that I have new love for my Dyson.  It picked up sand.  From the carpet.  Stellar.