Sigh. I hate Monday. Especially after a fun weekend on the beach. I still can hear the sound of big waves....
On Friday, I decided not to work after I had learned Roberto's Happy Hour plan. I left office around 6:00pm feeling my co-workers' cold eyes on my back. I met Steven, Roberto, Mike and Darryl at Halo. I think I had two watermelon margaritas and one bad martini....in an empty stomach. After Halo, I vaguely remember I ate pasta with tomato sauce and asparagus at somewhere in Dupont Circle...I don't remember what time I left there, but do remember sweet Roberto walked me to the metro station.
Saturday morning, I had a little hangover. I and my husband left home around 10:00am heading to the Virginia Beach. After 4 hours driving, we arrived at the beach around 2:00pm. Great weather! We grabbed some sandwithces and ate them on the beach. Everything was great except for the disturbing noise of jet fighters flying over from Norfolk Naval base. It seemed that there was Air Show going on. Ugh. Around 6:00pm, we were back to the hotel room, and relaxed in a heart-shaped Jacuzzi watching the ocean through the window. How romantic! But nothing romantic happened between us. I can't believe my husband is an Argentine. Or is it me who is the problem??
Anyways, then we walked along the beach and saw a big spooky red moon. We had a dinner at this nice and cozy restaurant Tautogs. On the way back to the hotel, we saw the moon just above the horizon and the beautiful path of moonlight on the ocean. How romantic! We saw some couples making out on the beach. It didn't happen to us. Huh. Well, but we walked holding hands each other like a high school couple. Cute.
Next morning, a beautiful sun rise on the horizon woke me up. I woke up my husband. It was really beautiful. After a breakfast on the beach, I went for Day Spa. I had massage and facial. In the middle of a mud facial pack and foot bath, I became to want to pee. Urgently. I tried to hang on, but then I couldn't relax. So finally I asked to the staff "excuse me, Um...." Except for that, it was great. I spent the rest of the day on the beach. We had a lunch at a beach side restaurant. I had a tuna (real fresh tuna) salad and margarita, and shared steamed shrimps with my husband. Yummy!
When we left the beach, I realized my summer was officially over. I felt a little sad. I still wear sandals today, though.
The photo is the dusk in Shennandoah. I took this photo last October.
4 comments:
I don't think it is you who has the problem...
Maybe you should have ordered some pay-per-view porn?
At least you had wonderful weather! YAY!
[and we ate dinner on Friday at Dupont Italian Kitchen]
yes, summer is over. usually i'm ready for it to end but it seemed to go so fast this year. time slipping by more noticeably maybe.
sounds like a nice time despite the missing romance. it's a tough one to figure out but you'll have to figure something out sooner rather than later!
glad to hear that you enjoyed laying around the beach despite the fighters and lack of romance. can't do anything about the fighters, but sure can fix the romance situation-- just ask for it!
oh! just saw the nex pix (profile). are those the new jeans? they look great!
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