Friday

It's the end of the week (well, nearly. they have asked Tom to work Saturday which is a bummer for me but makes us a day of overtime.) Did I mention in the previous post that we got the house? It will be available Sept. 10 and I am trying not to get too excited. Only a month more of wet sand and cold water, outdoor bathrooms, and constantly knocking things over. I put a clean A/C filter in and bought some incense, also the tent is drying out. I'm going to get a can of that waterproofing stuff I saw in the campground store. Not from them, though. They mark everything up about 100%. Arthur went to a drama class in Rehoboth and liked it a lot. Unfortunately there is only one more before the summer season is over, but maybe we can find some other place that has acting classes or children's theater. While hanging out at the "cannonball park" the kids made friends with a girl from Maryland who was living aboard. Her family was cruising the Chesapeake but their mainsail tore and they were tied up at Lewes pier while they found someone to repair it. I think they were about to give up and go home. Maybe they did, or maybe they got the sail repaired, because yesterday when we drove by, the boat was gone. The same day we met the girl and her extremely talkative mother, there was a beautiful blue boat just leaving. She said they were bound for Ireland. We were jealous.

Yesterday afternoon I gave in to collective pressure and we went to see a movie. Sharkboy and Lavagirl. It was fun even if the kids were nervous about seeing a "pop-out" movie. After a while though they forgot to be scared. I had trouble with my 3-D glasses because I had my regular glasses on underneath. Oliver slept through the whole movie so I got to see the whole thing. Yea Keefe, I saw your name in the credits! I didn't recognize any Austin locations though. Thi smorning Arthur had to tell me about his dream world which was in a kind of forest, and at breakfast we all tried making 3-D drawings with red and blue crayons. We heard there is a dim possibility of a hurricane striking this part of the Atlantic. What irony. Unfortunately I don't think our little tent could weather a heavy storm as well as the sailboat, so I am keeping an eye on this one in case we have to get a motel room inland.

We have been spending a little more time in Rehoboth since Tom started working evenings. It is a bit more crowded, young and exciting. It is also the most "out" place I think I have ever been. All kinds of shops, motels, restaurants, etc. are flying the rainbow flag. Besides the gay tourists, there is a crush of families who descend on the beaches, making it much more crowded and stressful than Lewes. Rehoboth also seems to be a bigger teen hangout: we saw gangs of scowling little goth kids on the boardwalk, making fun of passers by. It was kind of cute. The buses run from 9AM to 2AM in season, so the nightlife is accessible (unless like us, you don't have a babysitter). More to come on Rehoboth later, when I have more time.