The Beach

So on Tuesday, before I got all sorts of sick, I went to the beach. Yay for the beach. Yay for being hot enough to go to the beach. Though, the water was frigid. It was beautiful (minus the dead pelican under the pier). It's so much fun watching Tabby and Kaydee play in the little pools of water that are around the pier.

and whatever the most random thing you think you could find on the beach is...I bet I have it beat.

That's right, a headless statue. It was small. Maybe 7 inches tall. Don't know why it was just standing there...but randomness at the beach is always fun.

Perhaps I'll leave this post with a slightly more beach like picture. And the musing: I am not prepared to go back to work next week. At All!

I vote for more beach

something pretty

just a flower that has bloomed in front of the house.

I've been getting in a little more driving in...which is a good thing. I need to figure out when I want to take the drive test and schedule that. Put pressure on myself and my mom.

Hope where there shouldn't be any

Yesterday I went to the Museum of Tolerance. I've been before.....one other time to the one in L.A. and once to the one in D.C.
We went through the tour (very crowded) and decided to go listen to the Holocaust Survivor speak at 2. I sort of knew what to expect, I've heard a survivor before. But I was completely unprepared.
We had the pleasure of hearing Elizabeth Mann speak. She was born in Hungary on December 31, 1925. She spent one year at Auschwitz. She has no idea how she survived....Her father, brother, and mother were all killed pretty much the moment they arrived. Her story is heart wrenching. But at the end of it she talked about hope and believing in the good of others. She is truly an inspiring woman. To talk about believing in the good of others after everything she's been through reminds me that no matter what hope remains.
I can't imagine what she's been through, but hers is a story and message that needs to be heard round the world.