<img src=’http://www.pamelabowman.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/pjwbfight.jpg’ alt=’pjwbfight.jpg’ ‘class=’alignleft’ hspace=”5″/>Driving to L.A. is not my idea of a good time, but on this business trip I asked Wistie to accompany me. That way I would have someone to keep me company on the road. While we were there we spent 33 minutes at the beach. We just had to feel the sand between our toes. We almost bagged it and jumped/fell/pushed/shoved in the waves, but the idea of driving home all gritty wasn’t that appealing.
<img src=’http://www.pamelabowman.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/pjwbbeach2.jpg’ alt=’pjwbbeach2.jpg’ ‘class=’alignright’ hspace=”5″/>One of the conversations we had was about work. I talked about Chris and his ability to always enjoy whatever he was doing. I think he says his motto is, “if your going to do a job, do it well,” but I think his motto is, “Life is work so you might as well enjoy it.” So, we decided to follow his example and enjoy it.
<img src=’http://www.pamelabowman.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/wbjump.jpg’ alt=’wbjump.jpg’ ‘class=’alignleft’ hspace=”5″/>I love watching my kids seize the day. While we were sitting on the beach and I was thinking about the LA traffic before us, I suggested we had better get on the road. Wistie quickly jumped back up and ran to the water. I guess she wanted to prolong the agony as long as possible. Funny girl.
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We asked this man walking down the beach to take our picture. He asked us if we were both going to jump. I said no, but thanks for asking. He smiled, took the picture and handed me back the camera. There was a look of sadness in his eyes. He spoke quietly. “enjoy”. Made me wonder if he wished he had more “joy” with his family.
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I believe we did. Wistie was a compatible traveling companion. Although she wouldn’t share her blanket at night. What is up with that?