The Beach Trip (an update), with bonus movie triviality

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After reading today’s earlier post, in which I declared my beach-trip maidenhood, the Puddinette was quick to make one key editorial suggestion.  See, while it’s certainly true that I’ve never been on a vacation dedicated to spending most of one’s time on a beach, that’s not to say I haven’t ever been on a beach while on vacation. 

In fact, I’ve been on two Caribbean cruises, and we honeymooned in Jamaica.  But we spent a limited amount of time beach-going on those trips.

Nonetheless, if anyone out there happened to be thinking, “Oh, the poor dearie has never seen the ocean” and was perhaps taking up their checkbook to make a hefty donation to the “Get Puddin to the Coast” fund, um, I guess put the pen down.  Maybe.  I mean, if you want to donate to my vacation fund, I certainly wouldn’t send it back.  Goodness knows traveling with a small basketball team like the Puddin Family isn’t cheap.  Souvenirs alone are like…

Ahem.  Never mind. 

Anyway, so yes, I’ve beached before.  This, however, will be my first all-beach-all-the-time trip.  And I’m very much looking forward to it.

I hope that clears up any misunderstandings.

Now, then, I have even more EXCITING NEWS!

No, I didn’t sell the book yet.  Not that exciting.

But…BUT!  Netflix has finally seen fit to send me Underworld: Awakening!  I don’t know if my number came up in the bingo-style DVD hopper or if perhaps someone who works at Netflix reads Puddintopia*, or what.  Perhaps, in the immortal words of Mr. Miyagi, simply “Buddha provide”.  Either way, indeed, there was much rejoicing.

So then, as soon as the kids are asleep and not likely to be bothered by the sounds of a cheesy vampire-werewolf-gunfire romp, I’m going to watch the hell out of it.

It’s okay to be jealous.

I won’t hold it against you.


*HAHAHAHAHAHAH. Shyeah, right. And monkeys’ll fly outta my butt!