The Beach

I always have the most fun on the Fourth of July. You don’t have to exchange gifts. You just go the beach and watch fireworks. It’s always fun.

—James Lafferty

Duff here. Mom told Me a story about a Fourth of July She celebrated in Bellingham, Washington. She was on the Beach. The Day was warm and Mellow. But by the time for Fireworks, the Fog rolled in. Dense fog. Really Damp and Wet. I’m not sure I would have Enjoyed that, but there She was. Living unstuck.

A Small Girl with her Grandmother was sitting in front of Her. The Little One was playing on the Grass and having a Fabulous time. Her Nana was aware of Her but not Keeping a Real Close eye, if You know what I mean. Suddenly, the Wee Girl took Her tube of Granulated Candy and carefully Poured its Contents, a little at a time, into Grandma’s purse until the Tube was empty. There was No Way to stop Her, for the damage was Done after the first tip of the Container. With the Wet Beach Air, Mom could only imagine the Sticky result and elected Not to inform the Caregiver. Time enough for Damage repair later. Why spoil a perfectly good Celebration? Living unstuck.

How about You? Did You have a fun time over the Fourth of July? Were there Mishaps that Turned into Fun stories? I say: Look for The Delights, make good Memories and have Fun Times. It works Out well. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#the-beach