Today we grabbed our books and went to the beach.  Seal Beach to be exact.  We’ve only been to a few beaches here but Seal Beach is my favorite so far.  It’s relaxed.  Quiet.  Beautiful.  It’s also full of retired people, which probably explains the relaxed and quiet part.

We ate at a little “seafood” restaurant across the street from the ocean.  We found it strange that the only grilled fish on the lunch menu was a mahi mahi pasta salad.  I guess people don’t eat healthy for lunch, only dinner.  Weird.  Matt chose the salad because a body like his doesn’t just happen. Okay, he didn’t really say that but I know he was thinking it as I chowed down on my deep fried jumbo shrimp and fries.  Hehe.

After we’d filled our bellies, we plopped down in the sand and read for awhile.  I have a hard time reading at the beach though.  There’s just so much to look at!  The ocean, obviously.  Sea gulls.  Forsaken towels.  Big bodies.  Small bodies.  White bodies.  Dark bodies.  Wrinkly bodies.  Cute, chubby baby bodies.  Fully clothed bodies and some in need of more.  Please, for the love of all that is holy, put some clothes on! Tattoos.  Lifeguards.  People sailing.  People boogie boarding.  People reading.  People watchers.  Texters.  Sleepers.  Bring-everything-you-could-possibly-need-during-the-entire-day…ers.

What I love about Seal Beach is that even though there is a lot going on around you, it’s still calm.  I’m not sure why it’s stayed that way but I know I appreciate it after a long, stressful week.