A day at the beach

It couldn't get any better than this. The weather was gorgeous, the wind barely blowing my hair across my face and the squish squash of my toes in the wet sand was enough to make this girl say "Halleluiah."

I walked on the beach and took photos for an hour all the while trying not to get the jeans wet (which they did btw). Luckily, I'm always so over prepared for any event that I had thrown in an extra pair of pants and a few jackets and sweatshirts for good measure. I drove further up the coast to hike up to the lighthouse and finally back into town for lunch, a beer and to watch the end of that crazy UConn v. San Diego game. Then back in my car for the 60 minute drive home. I can't think of a more relaxing way to spend the day.

As for Easter, I guess when you're 25 (and your little bro is out of town) an Easter basket is no longer deemed necessary. My basket consisted of a large bag of peanut butter m&m's that I managed to put a good dent in within a few short hours. As much as my mom insisted that we go out and get a basket and fill it as I wished, all I really wanted was the chocolate. So thanks for thinkin' of the important stuff ma!