Played Poo, Blokus, Hex Hex, Munchkin, and UNO.
Saw a gray whale swimming north.
Read several chapters of the Goblet of Fire to my youngest.
Inhaled a cloud of gnats: swallowed a few, shot two out my nose, spit out a few more.
Drank a beer dubbed Doctor Who at Boon's Treasury.
Walked among muscle and barnacle bound trees in a subducted forest, trapped in the tides between the sand and the sea.
Looked in three book stores for the second, third, or four Honor Harrington series without success.
Tossed the nerf football around with my youngest.
Saw the final Harry Potter movie on opening night.
Spent hours walking on the beach.
Fell asleep while reading on a couch.
Drew dragons with my youngest daughter.
Drank Rogue's Chocolate Stout.
Watched the Women's World Cup final in a pub.
Tried skid boarding.
My feet began to peel.
Made beer burgers for dinner.
Stood in the surf at the shift of the tide.
Hiked two temperate rain forests.
Crossed a wooden, suspension, foot bridge over a chasm to reach a falls.
