Stay Classy...

A few months back, a good group of friends and I decided to be weekend warriors and camp out in San Diego for a few days.  Lots of good laughs and grub that weekend.  The thing I remember most was doing what seemed to be a mile long rock dance with bare feet on the high tide. The waves that morning were about ankle high and lumpy, and my feet we frozen so I kept face planting on the never-ending cobblestones.  I don't think I've ever used profanity that much in a twenty minute period in all my life.  Pure comedy.  Here's Miss taking in the scenery...