Sassy and I have been here in Mystic for two days, trying to take care of my sister while she recovers from some unexpected surgery.
Don’t feel too sorry for her - she managed to keep some important parts, won’t need hormone therapy, her long hair looks gorgeous and HER incision stayed together and will NOT require a wound-vac for three weeks. (Just another reason for her to gloat.)
I took Sassy for a quick visit to the small beach in Noank, where we spent some time watching the busy boats moving through the water and the local boys jumping off the top of the pier into the chilly waters of the Mystic River.
We spent a bit of time searching through the sand on the small beach hoping to discover some precious sea glass. We admired our treasure before we made our way back to the car.
“WOW!” I said to Sassy, “Some of this sea glass is legit sea glass!”
She looked at me, “Don’t EVER say that work again, mother.”
“What? Legit? That’s one of my favorite words!” I exclaimed.
“Need I remind you of your AGE?” She replied, raising her eyebrows.
“Listen, I will never, ever be my age. And THAT is legit.” And with the raise of my eyebrows, I marched back to the car.
(legit, legit, legit, legit, legit. I’ve decided to say it a billion times a day until she explodes. Take cover, people.)
