So, last week we went out of town on vacation…here’s how it panned out
I had no internet. No email, facebook, twitter, blogging. I didn’t mind it. Well, when the Duchess had her baby I did a little, but we had cable tv there, so I was never out of the loop.
I found this new confection while on vacation called creamsicle fudge. It was everywhere. Now that I’m home, it’s time to make some. Yummers.
In a brilliant moment of genius, I decided to start running while on vacation during bikini season. Couch to 5K, Jack. Which I did week one of for five days last week. While on vacation. Do I have any regrets, no I do not.
I live at the beach. Last week was my first time in the ocean all summer. Shelby’s too. We had no thunderstorms or rain all week. Impressive considering the summer we’ve had thus far.
I slept on the top bunk in a room with 2 sets of bunk beds last week. Every time I climbed up or down, my head was perilously close to a ceiling fan. Somehow no fan related injuries occurred all week.
Our vacation was in Emerald Isle, NC which is located on the “Crystal Coast” of NC. We love it there. All little beach town feel with some entertainment factors and great restaurants. Family beach and boardwalk collide I like to think. We decided to take a day trip to Ocracoke Island on the Outer Banks one day. Best day of the trip for me. Loved the drive up highway 70 East to Cedar Island through so many lovely small towns all so full of pride and small town awesomeness. Found a beautiful Methodist church that deserves to be in a movie. (I couldn’t get a pic because we were on a time crunch to get to the ferry which we had to have reservations for and the kids were less than cooperative.) Then the 2 1/2 hour ferry ride which was so fun for the kids. The ferries are very well run and spacious and well-kept. Finally we approached the island.
We only had a couple of hours before we had to head back on the ferry. We ate lunch, visited the Ocracoke Lighthouse (pictured here), Mater and the British Cemetary.
The very first day of vacation, the very first time I set foot in the ocean all summer, I stepped on a crab. In the water. I couldn’t see him. He pinched my foot. He broke the skin. He would NOT let go. I yelled and said a very bad word (don’t judge, dollars to doughnuts it’s never happened to you). I sat down and put my leg in the air. My dad ran over and ripped it off my foot (that was the least painful part of the whole procedure) and promptly got pinched himself. No one knows how to kick off vacation like me. NO ONE.
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