May The Best Thing That Happens To You This Year Be The Worst Thing That Happens To You Next Year

I was drinking my coffee and surfing porn on the internet morning like I always do when MJ mentioned that it was her last day of vacation. She had the brilliant idea to go to the beach so we did. The only toy we brought along was a Frisbee. I never really thought about the skill needed to throw a Frisbee, especially into the wind – mostly because I’m not a stoner loser. We played on the beach and LMJ was standing between us. When MJ threw it, she was upwind and looked like all she was missing was a dog with a bandana. Her tosses were straight and level and cleared the baby girl’s head effortlessly. When I threw the Frisbee, I mostly got wounded ducks, and no matter how hard I tried, the damn thing kept seeking LMJ. It was miracle she never got hit. She was completely oblivious to the whole thing. The Frisbee would miss her by two inches, she would look up from the sand and shells she was examining, and say “sorry”. I didn’t realize the problem was the wind until we took a snack break and we switched places. Now I was the one feeling out of place without my tie-dye shirt. We switched back because MJ wasn’t really interested in trying or running. After a while we quit because we were getting Frisbee throwing injuries on our fingers. Yes, we’re hardcore – hoorah! This has been an interesting summer. I think we’ve had more fun and more enjoyable moments this summer than we have since high school, but it was also one of the most uncomfortable summers at the same time. From money being tight to asshole plumbers making our lives difficult and asking to get paid for it, I can’t remember being as stressed as I have been this summer. I’m really glad that I’ve been writing all of the good stuff down because I don’t think I would remember these past few months as fun if I hadn’t. I have to laugh because this might be one of the more uneasy patches in our lives and we spent the whole time playing in the surf. We may be living an Irish proverb.