How lucky can one girl be? I got two perfect days in a row!
Here are the highlights of Day 2
-Waking at 7 am for a 2 hour stroll on the beach with my husband
-Breakfast at the Beach House - a charming dive with unbelievable breakfast tacos and an ocean view
- A visit to the shop that showcases and sells local Port Aransas artists work with my MIL
- Greeting my nieces as they joined us at the beach house
- Then taking them down to the ocean and leaving all inhibitions behind as we raced into the water fully clothed! (pictures to come)
- Watching my husband, his brother and dad, peel, devein and cook a shrimp dinner - very entertaining and actually delicious
- playing games, games and more games with my nieces
-curling up and watching the Princess Bride, a classic from my childhood with my family
This one goes down in my book as another perfect day!
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
What perfect days are made of...
It is only 5:30 pm but this day certainly has the makings of a perfect one in my book. I awoke this morning in a beautiful beach house with ocean beckoning. Perfect start right? Instead of the usual morning rush to get to work, I slowly got out of bed and onto the balcony to take a look at that ocean that was calling. Well, technically it is the gulf, but to me it is water, beautiful, calming water. To please the ocean we ate breakfast in its presence and all were happy. What I wouldn't do for that every morning...
The rest of the morning followed along that pattern. Soaking up the sun and the morning breeze with no real place to be and no worries to consider.
Lunch, only got better. We headed out to tour Port Aransas, taking the scenic route all the way. The houses are beautiful beach colors all with balconies that I am sure are filled with fond family memories. We found ourselves a dive to eat it in called Fins, perfect. The fresh shrimp poboy, hush puppies and cold beer in a chilled plastic mug were all that they promised to be. We had spirited conversation as we filled out stomachs to the very very top!
We took another scenic route back home from lunch and I swear Santa Claus is taking a Thanksgiving vacation because we saw him on the beach. The weather is just perfect; there were kites flying high, fisherman getting the daily catch, and even families building sandcastles. Glorious! As soon as we were back in our fabulous beach cottage, everyone settled into a afternoon nap.
We are now getting ready to visit some of the inlaws old friends who live here on the island. I am sure the night will hold another fresh seafood dinner, spirited conversation, and late night games. Maybe I can get a jump on Matt in the gin rummy tournament he is currently winning.
This Thanksgiving I will be sure to include this perfect day on the list of all that I am thankful for.
The rest of the morning followed along that pattern. Soaking up the sun and the morning breeze with no real place to be and no worries to consider.
Lunch, only got better. We headed out to tour Port Aransas, taking the scenic route all the way. The houses are beautiful beach colors all with balconies that I am sure are filled with fond family memories. We found ourselves a dive to eat it in called Fins, perfect. The fresh shrimp poboy, hush puppies and cold beer in a chilled plastic mug were all that they promised to be. We had spirited conversation as we filled out stomachs to the very very top!
We took another scenic route back home from lunch and I swear Santa Claus is taking a Thanksgiving vacation because we saw him on the beach. The weather is just perfect; there were kites flying high, fisherman getting the daily catch, and even families building sandcastles. Glorious! As soon as we were back in our fabulous beach cottage, everyone settled into a afternoon nap.
We are now getting ready to visit some of the inlaws old friends who live here on the island. I am sure the night will hold another fresh seafood dinner, spirited conversation, and late night games. Maybe I can get a jump on Matt in the gin rummy tournament he is currently winning.
This Thanksgiving I will be sure to include this perfect day on the list of all that I am thankful for.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Stars and Sunrise
So when I started a blog I thought I had so much to say... turns out it has been weeks and I haven't been able to think of anything.
I started to blog after we went camping a few weeks ago, but had a hard time putting all of the words together.
Here is my attempt to try again.
A few weekends ago I set out for Lake Murray in Oklahoma with 10 of my closest friends. We were going camping! It had been years since I had been camping, so I was looking forward to it not realizing what an amazing time I would have.
I spent the mornings watching the sun break through the fog and rise over the lake, while listening to all of God's creatures wake up. Some of which make very interesting noises in the morning. Our days were filled with good conversation, relaxing, reading, and cooking gourmet style over the campfire (thanks to Gabe and Kooter). For me, the best part comes at night, when the campfire is roaring, conversations turn a little deeper and the stars start shooting through the sky. That is unforgettable. I set a new personal record for seeing three shooting stars in one weekend.
So pure and beautiful! I can't wait for the spring when we go camping again.
I started to blog after we went camping a few weeks ago, but had a hard time putting all of the words together.
Here is my attempt to try again.
A few weekends ago I set out for Lake Murray in Oklahoma with 10 of my closest friends. We were going camping! It had been years since I had been camping, so I was looking forward to it not realizing what an amazing time I would have.
I spent the mornings watching the sun break through the fog and rise over the lake, while listening to all of God's creatures wake up. Some of which make very interesting noises in the morning. Our days were filled with good conversation, relaxing, reading, and cooking gourmet style over the campfire (thanks to Gabe and Kooter). For me, the best part comes at night, when the campfire is roaring, conversations turn a little deeper and the stars start shooting through the sky. That is unforgettable. I set a new personal record for seeing three shooting stars in one weekend.
So pure and beautiful! I can't wait for the spring when we go camping again.
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