I hate the beach. (Gasp!)

I blogged yesterday about anticipating a trip to the happiest place on earth.
And my kids are anticipating that, but they’re also anticipating our upcoming trip to the beach with Marshall’s family.
(Me, too!)

BUT…I must admit that I am not looking forward the the beach part.

I hate the beach.
(Ok…go ahead.
Send me comments, emails, replies telling me how crazy I am.
I’ve heard it all before.
And I’m still not changing my mind.
I hate the beach.)

I hate sand.  Hate it.

I hate how sand gets in my crack and my other “girly bits”.

I hate how you bite down into a carefully sealed and covered snack, only to be greeted with grit.

I hate how when the sippy cup is drained of all liquid, there is still a layer of sand in the bottom of the cup.

I hate how the salt water stings my freshly shaven legs.
(Ok, who are we kidding…my legs are rarely freshly shaven. But that’s beside the point!)

I hate getting out of the water and feeling tacky and sticky.

I hate wearing a swimsuit.
(But that’s not exclusive to the beach.  Nor is it the beach’s fault.)
(With the help of your inner middle school self, say that last sentence 10 times fast.  Hee-hee.)

So what do I like about the beach?

I like the view of the sun setting over the water.

I like the sound of the waves, and the birds overhead.

And I like the photo op, of course.  🙂

12 Responses to I hate the beach. (Gasp!)
  1. Peapodsquadmom
    May 21, 2009 | 1:35 pm

    thank you! now see? another reason why we were destined to be fast friends. i, too, hate the beach…for many of the reasons you stated. i like walking on the beach. i like viewing the beach from say…a posh resort window. but being in the ocean? no. laying out to fry on hard gritty sand? no.

    granted, i’ve not yet been to the beach with my kids. i’ll let you know in a few weeks how viewing the beach through their excited eyes influences my opinion.

  2. lettergirl
    May 21, 2009 | 2:21 pm

    Oh girl, we are soul sistahs! I don’t hate the beach, but give me the mountains any day.

  3. always home and uncool
    May 21, 2009 | 4:29 pm

    You could always just hang in the parking lot, watching the shore from your car with the windows open.

  4. Becky
    May 21, 2009 | 5:11 pm

    let us not forget—-

    sand already stuck to the layers of sunscreen you applied 1.2 seconds ago.

    child screaming b/c sand is too hot to walk on bare-footed but can’t wear shoes b/c it feels too icky…carry me!

    don’t even think about parking on the sand b/c your car WILL get stuck….even if you pull up RIGHT BESIDE A STATION WAGON THAT SURELY CAN’T GET OUT OF SAND ANY BETTER THAN YOUR JEEP but oh, why yes it did! and what’s that? you’re stuck? (locals roll their eyes, cuss under their breath, and come to assist)

    the smell of dead fish

    the frickin sea gulls that act like they haven’t eaten in years….wait! honey, don’t hold your bread out for them! they’ll…. (enter flock of 20+ sea gulls & screaming child running for his life with death grip on his bread)

    2nd degree burn on that one tiny little spot you missed while applying the layers

    i need to poop! (but we just got here!)

    my shell just got washed away! mommy, hurry go find it!!

    why is his back so hairy?

    but wait….

    there’s the scream & laughter when the first wave runs over his toes

    and watching him amazed that his feet actually disamapeer in the wet sand for a second

    and the zoned out stare while he’s watching the “pirate ships” way far out there

    the sweet comments all the old folks say about your cutie (the whole time you’re thinking – i know. i know.)

    the walks up and down the beach – glancing back occasionally at your stuff – but not really caring how far you go because your whole world is right there beside you

    dammit! i want to go to the beach!!!!!

  5. Jaime
    May 21, 2009 | 10:23 pm

    Yippee – Bridgett I finally got a chance to check out your wedding photos you told me to see. GREAT JOB! I love the long range shot of them coming down the boardwalk. Weddings are so crazy stressful, but I can’t help but love them. I am the world’s biggest sap and end up crying the whole time the bride dances with her Dad. Can I also mention I get pretty vomitous (is that a word?) when I watch the bride’s Mom steal a few last moments with “her baby” before she gets whisked down the aisle.

    I actually am a horrible blogger (partly b/c I think I could get addicted to it)- but I did want to make a quick comment on the beach thing. I totally agree sand is annoying, packing up everything INCLUDING the kitchen sink is annoying, dragging you/your junk/their junk, and your child through wet concrete (I mean sand) is also annoying. HOWEVER, in spite of all that the beach is still fantastic b/c for the few hours you are there you can’t work, you can’t stare at your laptop, and you have to actually STOP and enjoy God’s awesome creation!!! I always realize just how big God is and just how small I am when I stand next to the ocean. Does anyone else smell coconut oil???????

  6. Kate Wicker
    May 22, 2009 | 1:47 pm

    You’re hilarious. I don’t like how sand sticks to everything, but I do like the beach.

  7. Liz Sanders
    May 22, 2009 | 2:11 pm

    We live 15 minutes from the beach and never go. Chris hates having to drag everything out to a spot and set it all up, and lets face it with three kids we can no longer just go with a towel and bottle of sunscreen.

    Plus trying to have your eyes going in 3 different directions and still enjoy it is so hard to do. Vacation for the kids at the beach= work for Mom and Dad.

    You’ll still have a great time though, what beach do you go to?

  8. Marshall
    May 23, 2009 | 1:44 pm

    Very sad for me, since I would love to live at the beach if given the opportunity…(no, I’m not thinking of leaving Milledgeville, if anyone saw this and wondered).