Sleeping with the sand man in a third world country

[flying_octopus]

I woke up this morning in a bed full of sand. I mean it was everywhere, between every blanket, and there was a sprinkling of it across my floor

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[thegreatsquid]

I know what you mean about Cape Cod. There are places where my skin is still pealing.

[culligan2]

Oh my God... don't get me started about sand.

There is sand everywhere. Every pocket, every corner, every plate, every bed (especially the aero bed), every towel, every bag - everywhere. There is sand in the bourbon, there is sand in the basil. There is sand in the frisbee, there is sand in the fridge. I don't know how you guys did this (well, I do, but it's still crazy), but the place with the most sand after you left was the kitchen table. I had to vacuum the tablecloth.

I really don't mind though... it is somewhat comforting... as was hanging up my Aunt's slacks the other day. After ridding them of sand, of course.

Jeremy Jr. will one day return to me.

[flying_octopus]

When you prove yourself to be a competant parent.