We ventured down to the gulf last weekend and I am ready to venture back there.
It's amazing how my idea of the "perfect" beach vacation has changed.
No more are the days filled with putt-putt, paddle-ball, body-surfing, castle-building and what-not.
Now are the days of....well, as little as possible.
Perhaps it's due to our overly busy schedules at home.
Between grad school and work and life, a relaxing day is pretty rare.
One day, GT and I were laying on our beach chairs doing NOTHING.
He spotted a college-aged fellow digging away at the sand.
GT, "You know how I know that guy doesn't have a job?"
me, "How is that, stud muffin?"
GT, "People with jobs are too tired to dig in the sand on vacation".
Don't get me wrong.
I love an action packed trip.
But, sometimes...just sometimes...a true vacay is warranted and appreciated.
The coveted R&R
Mother, mother ocean...i have heard your call. -Jimmy B
I did partake in some activity
hosting a growing baby
4.5 months into this gig and feeling pretty great
my extended fam was also at the beach, just a few miles down at a house
We spent Memorial day with them.
I failed to take many pics. probably because we were busy, not being busy
the beard makes it's maiden voyage to the beach
the ladies that make things happen
i did study each morning for a few hours
i'll tell ya something
homework at the beach isn't as bad
AS bad, i said.
I love this girl to pieces
My cousins are pretty awesome. Probably the most awesome
summer nights are THE best
i couldn't help myself.
these came home with us.
Rested and Grateful,