It just doesn't seem fair.

As I drove across the 3-Mile bridge, I thought to myself - it's just doesn't seem fair.
The water was sparkling, with little crests of white foam splashing this way and that.

The smell of salt and sea oats, the breeze carrying a faint hint of the day's catch.

I set foot on the cool, white sand - littered with little blue "balloons" - turns out the balloons were a group of blue jellyfish that's belly's were bloated as they washed up on shore.

The waves came crashing down - close to 8 feet high. I had never seen such big waves on the Gulf.

I consumed an amazing plate of coconut crusted shrimp that I dipped into pina colada sauce.

I sat underneath a massive clam ~ and enjoyed the twinkle lights strung over the big boat.

I now sit in my Wonder Woman pajamas.. in a cozy little bed.. and at the end of the day thinking ~ it just doesn't seem fair..

Somehow.. someway.. I was granted a few pleasures today.