Tell it Like it is
If anything tells it like it is, it's a bathing suit.
I'm going to have my son take my picture in mine today...but I am just not ready to post that picture yet.
I'm going to put it in my journal and on my mirror and in the fridge.
It's like we had our own private beach today, there was hardly anyone there. We almost left but I'm glad we didn't. The most ominous clouds were across the lake, you could see it pouring on the other side. The winds picked up and we packed up and put the stuff in the car. But we didn't leave, we waited it out. Instead "we made lemonade out of our lemons" and flew kites. The storm blew over and we had a great afternoon.