Turns out going to the beach on a blissfully warm day in March is a double edged sword. Bean and I were in Heaven, splashing in the water, putting our swimsuits to good use (yes, I dove in, even if I only stayed there for 2 minutes! Hooray for being prepared!), playing with friends, and having the most wonderful time. Beck and I spent most of our time in the water wading around. It made me want summer all the more. Therein lies the rub. The next week was a woefully disapointing return to "normal" March weather. Oh, the heart break.