Today, well, today started out like any other day for us, though we did sleep in a bit later than usual. I actually WOKE up Daughter today instead of the other way around. We cleaned up the extensive messes left over from yesterday's "new stuff to play with" extravaganza, took a bath, and then just relaxed. It was great. After I put Daughter down for a nap I (still in my PJs) hear a knock at the door. Since I was in my PJs afterall, I decided to not answer the door. Well, the doorbell rang, I knew I had been spotted, and I decided that I didn't want to be rude to whomever sought me out. I answered the door and a kind woman, about my age, was standing on my stoop. She introduced herself and explained that she was a student at Northwestern and she had written an article for class outlining why she felt that American news stations are using their influence to fear-monger and push their own political agendas. She went on to say that she submitted this article to a journalism contest that the BBC was holding and that it was chosen as one of the top 12 articles on this particular topic. She is leaving for London next month and needs to fund her trip. She was selling magazines. If you know me at all, you know these people selling magazines seek me out. This is the second one in just a few weeks and the umpteenth in the last several years. The thing is, they've never gotten me, never...until today. That's right, I was had by the woman at my door selling magazines. Well, had for $50. I know, I know! A two year subsciption to some printed nonsense passing itself off as journalism. All I have to say is I am really, really going to try to stop being so nice. It's a fault.

We went to the beach tonight and had the most fun we've ever had at the beach. Daughter was climbing all over dunes & rocks. Throwing pebbles into the waves and playing with sticks in the sand. We had a great family evening together and I really hope to repeat it frequently this summer.