THE SEALS! THE SEALS!

This little narrative has nothing to do with my trip across country. That I will I promise bring to this blog. It's just that my ADHD brain is EVERYWHERE and I haven't quite been able to focus, right now amongst the boxes and such, so i'm filling blog time with this short story about the seals.

I mentioned boxes right, got a ooooo about a few 100 sitting right in front of my kitchen bar, extrememly depressing....AND on top of the depressing boxes I have a NAKED Sean pretending to body surf down the boxes. That is it. That is all I can take. I just stacked the boxes and now my little strongman in the buff had just toppled EVERYTHING I had worked so hard for...so I packed the boys in the car and took them to the beach.

One of the perks of living in Monterey CA is that you have up to 5 to 10 different beaches you get to in under 15 minutes. Some for surfers, some for naturalists who scrounge around the little tide pools for sea urchins and the like, some for lazy loungers, even some for dogs, Monterey has got beaches for just about every character on the planet. I chose the one with small waves and perfect for sand castle making, o and it was close to the house so i knew i wouldn't get lost.....(and if you know me well you know this is a huge possibility)

The boys and I started our sand castle creations, slowly but surely Evan grew tired of this and started wading out into the waves. He is a water child, he's literally drawn to it....so between making sand castles and Evan body surfing I have my eyes on many different things. When all of a sudden I saw movement of some brown blobbish creature in the water extremely close in. Well because I am a product of the JAWS age I stand up and needed to get a closer look. It's a SEAL!!!! I literally start yelling this out loud, expecting huge crowds to follow me in my breathless excitement. "A SEAL! RIGHT THERE! A SEAL!" Still crickets no one is as excited as I , I'm talking even children, I got nothing. So I start running down the beach trying to follow the seal, surely this will get people off their lazy butts and at full attention. I'm so excited I don't even watch where I am stepping, "O Exscuse me! Pardon me! But do you see the seal?!" I say as I'm bumbling over people's lazy lounging grounds. I slowly start coming down from my excitement because I realized that people were not watching the seal (the beautiful, adorable, playful SEAL!!!) they were watching the idiot that was running down the beach, screaming "The SEAL! THE SEAL" as if Jesus Christ himself was riding on the seals back. That idiot as I think we all know is me. How sad. Even my children left me high and dry. They went back to making their sand castles, actually I think they were trying to dig a deep hole to hide away in so no one knew whom their mother was.......

I hope I meet someone soon who loves "THE SEALS!" as much as I do. If I do, I'll you know.....