I haven't been getting nearly enough down time lately, so when I received a last minute invitation to head out to West Hampton this weekend, I jumped on it. I took a stupidly early train on Saturday which afforded me a full beach day — and the weather couldn't have been more gorgeous. Just what the doctor ordered — sand, surf, friends, laughter, and dinner on the grill (which was ever-so-tasty). Looking forward to my full week of relaxation — up to the cabin in Maine for a long weekend followed by several days on Fire Island — at the end of the month, but have quite a bit to do before then . . .