Friday the 13th came on a Friday this year, and I have to say that nothing happened.
Nothing bad, that is.
Since I'm in a break between Packets for college (Packet 2 is in my advisor's hands and I get this breather room before she sends it back and I have to attack revisions, again), I took a group of teens to the beach right after school on Friday.
Since it was high tide, I was worried that there would be little or no beach to set down our stuff. Although the water licked the rocks at the beach entrance, we managed to find our way down to sand further along. The girls grabbed their boogie boards (short surf boards made of foam, not wood like the expensive ones), and took off while I settled in my chair to read my book -- which wasn't there! I had forgot to pack it.
So, I walked the beach, instead.
A little while later, while the girls were digging holes and building sand castles (they never outgrow that), the lifeguard jeep came by, warning people about the sting rays. "Be sure to keep your feet on the bottom at all times - and shuffle your feet to let them know you are coming!"
(And now you know why I walked along the edge of the surf in my bathing suit, instead of going into the water.)
The girls had a grand time -- and nobody on the beach was stung by sting rays, so that's why I can say with confidence that nothing happened.
After the beach, the girls met up with several other girls to have a study party and sleepover.
My teen insists that she has ALL her homework done, now.
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Hopefully the homework was done...
Sounds like you had a great time at the beach!
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