Stealing the internet and other fun escapades at the beach

So for a while we had some free Wi-fi at our beach house, but whomever had an unprotected network soon got wise to us and it went away. So the Girls and I drove out to a Starbucks to use the internet, but THEY MAKE YOU PAY FOR IT. Of course, I just won't do that. I'd rather drive around till I get a signal and park and work from my car.

So, we've seen the boardwalk, it is impressive, but it is not made of boards. It is a vast swath of concrete that runs as far as the eye can see up and down the coastline. Lucky for us, our house is 3 miles away on a nice residential street with a whole lotta nice sparsely populated beach to enjoy.

I am trying to learn to use a Boogie Board, and although I have received expert tutelage from Trevor (who despite his vast expanse of knowledge, refuses to surf with me), I caught exactly 3 good waves in two days. I did get knocked on my face a couple of times and once was flipped head over hindquarters with a Boogie Board jammed into my abdomen at a very uncomfortable angle. That was exciting. But I persevere. We got rained out today, but the kids are there right now with Keith, while I sit in the inhospitable Starbucks and squint into the glare of my computer screen.

I didn't upload any more photos, which stinks, I know. I'll try to get some up here soon, if I can pirate some internet. I mean, we are at the beach, and ARRG, I can be a pirate if I want to be!