K. and I decided this weekend that we need a vacation, so she scoured the net to find a relatively cheap shore house rental for the week after next. She dreams of someday owning a little pink house near the water, so she's especially psyched to have found a pink one. (God only knows how many perfectly good blue and green houses she passed over!) She'll likely spend most of her days reading on the beach, while I'll slip away in the afternoons with the laptop to get a little writing (and rum drinking) done at this fun little, poolside tiki bar down the street. Of course, now that we've booked it, it's all we can think of. It's probably good that we didn't book a vacation back in January or we'd be going crazy from anticipation by now.