Being back home is a wonderful thing, but I had a fabulous time at the beach last week. I was there with family and of course we all had our moments…days, even…but still – great trip. I kinda wish I’d taken the Mustang – everybody looks better getting out of a Mustang than a Corolla. But it’s two doors, and didn’t need the extra mileage anyway, so it’s all good.
The place we stayed this year [a trilevel 2BR/2 bath w/deck and view of trees and a stream] was a bazillion times better than last year [a studio/closet in a hugely built-up area (ie. view of parking lot)]. Privacy and space make getting along with family SO much easier. Especially if they snore. Loudly.
My dad was there to relax. My sister and I were there to shop and hang out at the beach. We all accomplished our goals.
We shopped, snacked, and watched the Hannah Montana movie. Which is not that bad. I mean, if you settle in for the cheese of it, it’s actually really fun. Because I like to let my inner dork free sometimes, I suggested we learn the dance from the movie – it’s quite involved, but totally fun to try.
We mastered everything up to the first zig zag part, then we decided we’d sweated enough and hit the showers. But we laughed a lot. And if you can’t be corny with your sister – well shoot, I feel sorry for ya.
Went to the beach at midday and got burnt up on the sand. [And by the sun, I found out later.] But had fun actually swimming in the ocean. There were hardly any waves and the water was shallow for hundreds of feet, so it woulda been cool for kids, but I coulda used a few more waves. Every day we got a few more waves tan the day before, so that was nice.
So besides shopping and hanging at the beach, I got some reading done:
After passing a hog on the side of the road on the drive down, seeing an alligator in the stream behind our place, and the bunch of pelicans that kept divebombing the waves a hundred yards or so from where we swam, I felt like my nature communion quotient had been satisfied.
Then I had the lovely privilege of getting to play vball on Saturday night -which was just as fab as it sounds [if you love vball like I do]. I jammed a finger, but otherwise enjoyed myself immensely.
And finally I made it home last night – just in time to watch some crazy people on the VMAs. Another successful vacation over, another day at work looms.