Hail, Hail go AWAY!
I am not loving the Daily Prompts the past couple days, however, I told myself I would do them so here goes.
Daily Prompt: You’re at the beach with some friends and/or family, enjoying the sun, nibbling on some watermelon. All of a sudden, within seconds, the weather shifts and hail starts descending from the sky. Write a post about what happens next.
I foresee 2 very different endings for me.
#1 Beach WITH kids:
It’s hot and it feels like we have been at the beach for hours (it’s only been 2 hours). The kids are fighting over a broken shovel
Mommmmmmmm Jake took the shovel! It’s MY shovel give it back! MOM Jake hit me with the shovel.
and the husband is passed out in his beach chair. God it’s hot, did I mention it’s hot? Now Lucas needs to use the bathroom.
The twins want a snack but are whining, as they stand on my clean towel, because the chips taste like sand since their hands are caked in wet sand.
Jake get back over here, you need more sunblock, I yell while digging through the 40 bags we lugged to the beach. Ugh, where did I put the sunblock?
The sky gets dark and in seconds the umbrella is flying down the beach. I am just about to “run” after it when suddenly giant pieces of hail start falling from the sky.
YES!! It’s a sign from the heavens.
Kids, wake up dad and let’s pack it up! We are going for ice cream!
#2 Beach WITHOUT kids
I’m settled in my lounge chair under the umbrella with a pina colada in hand. The sun is shifting and I contemplate moving my chair to absorb some of the rays – I know the sun is bad but a girl needs some vitamin d.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, I sigh, this is THE life.
No kids AND no husband. Just me on the beach with my drink and my bestie. Mrs. Jeter is with me napping in the other chair, an ear bud dangling by her neck.
I am so glad we were able to sneak away and pull this little beach adventure off. The nanny thinks I am at work at an “off-site meeting” and Jeter told her husband she had a conference.
We met up at a secret rendezvous spot (i.e. Panera Bread) and changed into our “resort wear” in the bathroom.
It’s not an all-day adventure, we only have a few hours (3.5 to be exact) but we plan on making the most of every last second.
On the way down the Parkway, we relived the beach days of our youth – summer shares and nights on the boardwalk – as we listened to the beach play list Jeter made.
Life is good.
Hey, why is it so windy? Wait a second, where did the sun go? Jeter, wake up, what is going on?!
OMG everyone is packing up and running off the beach…is that hail falling???
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO not today, this is my day!!!
Jeter and I look up at the sky and then at each other.
Simultaneously, we each pull up the hoods on our cover-ups, move our chairs under the umbrella and grab the umbrella’s base.
NO WAY we are leaving. We’re Jersey girls, a little hail can’t scare us off the beach!
Thanks for reading and Happy Hump Day!