Comments on: Life’s A Beach

By: noreply@blogger.com (Akilah Sakai)

noreply@blogger.com (*Akilah Sakai*) — Fri, 05 Dec 2008 21:19:00 +0000

The horror!

You turned this into something absolutely hilarious. You Wendi-fied it!

By: noreply@blogger.com (Lela)

noreply@blogger.com (Lela) — Wed, 13 Aug 2008 19:49:00 +0000

I’m just surprised the bottle you reached for was filled with sunscreen. I would have opted for a cocktail.

By: noreply@blogger.com (ingrid)

noreply@blogger.com (ingrid) — Mon, 04 Aug 2008 09:53:00 +0000

Alternative ending #1: Your husband rushes to your side (Hof-style) then quickly encompasses you in a large fluffy towel. Tears streaming down his face he says, "Oh baby. I'm so glad you're here. My life would be empty without you."

Alternative ending #2: In a moment of supreme agility, you grab the shark by the tail and hurl it into the water far far away from the beach to the relief of bystanders. The crowd cheers. You glow.

Alternative ending #3: We cheer! Great story. You are fabulous.

By: noreply@blogger.com (Bonnie the Boss)

noreply@blogger.com (Bonnie the Boss) — Wed, 30 Jul 2008 05:58:00 +0000

She didn’t really say that about your legs. Please tell me she didn’t. You just made that part up, mostly to add some more humor to an otherwise non-funny situation. What is it with the sharks this year? Good thing I never get to go anywhere tropical like that. At least that is what I keep telling myself.
Your hubby did something similar to what mine would do. He would have cussed me for yelling at him about the dang shark.

By: noreply@blogger.com (Zoe Winters)

noreply@blogger.com (Zoe Winters) — Mon, 28 Jul 2008 12:17:00 +0000

hahahaha That’s awesome! I thought for a minute it was going to be some practical joker swimming around with a fake plastic shark fin strapped to his back scaring people and ruining your moment of zen.

Gah I miss the beach.

By: noreply@blogger.com (Cassie)

noreply@blogger.com (Cassie) — Sun, 27 Jul 2008 03:34:00 +0000

I’m glad you weren’t eaten by a shark.

By: noreply@blogger.com (Queen Goob)

noreply@blogger.com (Queen Goob) — Fri, 25 Jul 2008 19:49:00 +0000

I surf-fish; I know what’s in the water. I was a lifeguard and a competitive swimmer and girl I do NOT go in the ocean. Did you see the picture I posted the end of June? Yeah, my arse ain’t hittin’ the water anytime soon unless there is a level of chlorine high enough to color my hair green from forty paces.

By: noreply@blogger.com (Anna Quinlan)

noreply@blogger.com (Anna Quinlan) — Fri, 25 Jul 2008 06:53:00 +0000

When you said your husband started digging through the beach bag after your narrow escape I thought he was going to produce a $5 bill to make good on his bribe to the town crier. But an underwater camera is funny too…

By: noreply@blogger.com (Ben)

noreply@blogger.com (Ben) — Thu, 24 Jul 2008 19:21:00 +0000

My wife and two sons would be right there with you on the whiteness. Your husband is so like me.

By: noreply@blogger.com (Denise)

noreply@blogger.com (Denise) — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 23:41:00 +0000

We just returned from the ocean as well. The only thing we saw were jellyfish. Everyone got stung but me. I think I didn’t look like prey even to a jellyfish.

By: noreply@blogger.com (Orion)

noreply@blogger.com (Orion) — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 21:12:00 +0000

Think of the positives...
you know.. like

if i hadn't been using that sunscreen someone may have mistaken me for an illegal and deported me.

wait... no, that doesn't happen in Pinneapolis or Frutopia...

i take it back, there was nothing po.. oh hey wait...

you didnt get eaten by a shark, that sounds like a pretty positive note to work with.. yeah? And besides, David Hasselhoff...? isn't that he the poster for post-alcoholic ...no wait, pre-alcoholic ...no, umm. Who really wants to be with a guy that can't even eat McDonalds food drunk?!

By: noreply@blogger.com (annenahm)

noreply@blogger.com (annenahm) — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 00:15:00 +0000

Holy shit! And also, I would have mooned blondie for that kind of remark about your legs.

By: noreply@blogger.com (followthatdog)

noreply@blogger.com (followthatdog) — Mon, 21 Jul 2008 20:16:00 +0000

Sharks freak me out. I’d have lost it, then kicked my husband’s ass for not being properly supportive after my traumatic experience. Sometime I’ll tell you about my Scuba Diving at Blue Hole surrounded by sharks experience. Then we can go get ice cream together to make up for the sympathy we both didn’t get when we so richly deserved it.

By: noreply@blogger.com (diaryofamother)

noreply@blogger.com (diaryofamother) — Mon, 21 Jul 2008 17:25:00 +0000

I owned a skirtini once. I donned that and a pair of sandals from Payless with my post-partum belly poking through.

"Hey Jimmie," I shouted in my best nicotine-laden voice. "Where're my Virginia Slims?"

Yeah, been there.

By: noreply@blogger.com (omnidudemeandthebean)

noreply@blogger.com (omnidudemeandthebean) — Mon, 21 Jul 2008 14:13:00 +0000

You make even the most dire of situations comical. I’m glad you weren’t hurt. I enjoy reading your blog way too much.

By: noreply@blogger.com (TLCknits)

noreply@blogger.com (TLCknits) — Mon, 21 Jul 2008 13:06:00 +0000

Man.. I’m glad you’re back! and ALL IN ONE peice!…

By: noreply@blogger.com (zchamu)

noreply@blogger.com (zchamu) — Mon, 21 Jul 2008 12:48:00 +0000

This post has everything. Scene setting. Gripping story. Complete ego destruction. Well done!

Buahaha. Did the lady even try to sound like she was uncomfortable dishing out an insult, or did it just roll off her back?

I can say this speaking as the whitest white chick I know. I think I have actually disrupted satellites when I wear bathing suits.

By: noreply@blogger.com (Deb)

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Mon, 21 Jul 2008 11:10:00 +0000

Glad to see another post! Perhaps Zen isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I think the true Zen would have oome when you treated yourself to an ice cream cone. Did you ever get one?

By: noreply@blogger.com (Moi)

noreply@blogger.com (Moi) — Mon, 21 Jul 2008 06:16:00 +0000

Pure, unadulterated genius.

I am positive the shark was wondering where he/she could get a skirtini, as I am sure you rocked it.

By: noreply@blogger.com (the mama bird diaries)

noreply@blogger.com (the mama bird diaries) — Mon, 21 Jul 2008 03:35:00 +0000

What?! You escaped from a shark! Sounds like years of SPF 34,000 sunscreen really saved your arse.

So at what point in this ridiculously scary experience did you think, “Oh this is good for the blog. Very good material.”