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Aching familiar in a way that made me wish I was still eight. Eight was before death or divorce or heartbreak. Eight was just eight. Hot dogs and peanut butter, mosquito bites and splinters, bikes and boogie boards. Tangled hair, sunburned shoulders, Judy Blume, in bed by nine thirty.
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Jenny Han (It's Not Summer Without You (Summer, #2))
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And if you think about it, pretty much everything that made the twentieth century bearable was invented in a California garage: the Apple computer, the Boogie Board, and gangster rap.
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Paul Beatty (The Sellout)
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Friendship is like boogie boarding. You have to learn when to hold on and when to let go.
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Now she took the pills and, just before she closed her eyes, she summoned Lockie and his smile, and then the dreams would come.In her dream her golden boy tries again and again and again to stand up on the boogie board until he manages to remain upright for at least a minute. In her dream Sarah can feel the tears on her cheeks. Her golden boy was lost and she was too. She tried to dream that they found each other again but she couldnβt control her dreams any more than she could control her nightmares.
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Nicole Trope (The Boy Under the Table)
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And if you think about it, pretty much everything that made the twentieth century bearable was invented in a California garage: the Apple computer, the Boogie Board,
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Trying to resist my love is like trying to hold back a tsunami with a surfboard. My advice is to take up boogie boarding.
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Jarod Kintz (The Titanic would never have sunk if it were made out of a sink.)
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Eight was before death or divorce or heartbreak. Eight was just eight. Hot dogs and peanut butter, mosquito bites and splinters, bikes and boogie boards. Tangled hair, sunburned shoulders, Judy Blume, in bed by nine thirty.
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Jenny Han (It's Not Summer Without You (Summer, #2))
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Inside my skin
is the beach, and the sand,
the redwoods and pond water,
the feel of a kiss, wet on my lips,
a mountain climbed,
and fog forever,
boogie boards,
and sleeping mats,
stories and stories,
and real
friends.
None of it
heavy water.
Just me moving forward,
finding m own story.
-Ari
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Remember Boogie Rule #6 (Don't watch local children boogie killer surf and say hey they can. do it , I can do it,) You like die?
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Robert Wintner (Snorkel Bob's Reality (& Get Down) Guide to Hawaii, 3rd Edition)
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5. not-so-magic hour
The most flattering light for vacation photos is the golden glow just before sunset or right after sunrise, and the most unflattering is, undoubtedly, the full-strength glaring sun. Make the best of a bright situation by seeking the softer light created by the shade of a beach umbrella, cabana, lifeguard tower, or tall lifeguard. If there's no shade in sight and you're truly committed, ask your subject to face their own shadow, and angle a boogie board to bounce light on their face. Or just ask everyone to close their eyes and look down, then, on the count of three, look up and say "Pina colada." Smiles, guaranteed.
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Marnie Hanel (Summer: A Cookbook: Inspired Recipes for Lazy Days and Magical Nights)
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Eight was just eight. Hot dogs and peanut butter, mosquito bites and splinters, bikes and boogie boards. Tangled hair, sunburned shoulders, Judy Blume, in bed by nine thirty.
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Jenny Han (It's Not Summer Without You (Summer, #2))
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To Get Away with Murder Just Bring a Boogie Board [10w]
The criminal justice system is just one big slippery slope.
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Eight was just eight. Hot dogs and peanut butter, mosquito bites and splinters, bikes and boogie boards. Tangled hair, sunburned shoulders,
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Jenny Han (It's Not Summer Without You (Summer, #2))
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Charlie glared at the puppet. βIβm really mad.β
βSure you are. Super mad.β Leo circled his head one way and then the other. βIβve got an idea.β
βWhat?β
βTell him how mad you are. Then look really pitiful and ask him to take you Boogie-boarding. If you look pitiful enough, I bet heβll feel so bad that heβll take you.β
Charlie wasnβt born yesterday. He looked past Leo to the man holding him. βReally! Can we go right now?β
His father set Leo aside and shrugged. βThe waves look good. Why not? Get your stuff.β
Charlie jumped up, and raced toward the house. His legs pumping. But just as he got to the front step, he stopped and whipped around. βI get to drive!β
βNo you donβt!β his mother countered, slipping Scamp from her arm.
Charlie stomped inside, and his father laughed. βI love that kid.
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Susan Elizabeth Phillips (Heroes Are My Weakness)