A TRIP TO THE BEACH

In our house, road trips are spawned from simple requirements. Either it's a holiday and we feel the need to be surround ourselves in family greatness. Or it's because if I don't get out of the house,
I'm likely to come down with a case of   

getmeoutofthisflippin'housebeforeIlockyouallout-itis. 

A gal needs some breathing room am I right? Sarge gets this often too, it's why he's not allowed to take time off.

Last Saturday was one of those days. So after breakfast I made the announcement - "We leave for the beach in 20 minutes. If you don't pack it, then you're stuck without it." Then I calmly went about washing off the dishes.

30 minutes later, we were backing out of the driveway and on our way. And 2 hours later we were sitting in the sunshine with a great ocean breeze to cool us down and get me back in the mood to adore my family.

Well it was actually 3 1/2 hours later, as finding a lunch spot was much harder in the midst of bike week - who could have known? A planner that's who.

The end.

P.S. - We all were sunburned well before we left the sand. Except my mutant golden child. Hopefully one of us remembers the sunblock next time.

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PHOTOS FROM THE ROAD

We should be moving again before the year is up, so we decided to cram as much extended family time as possible into the last few weeks. We loaded up the car and hit the road.

My sweet Sky read the hours away. My husband complained about the traffic for hours on end. Little Grace either snacked, yelled, or slept. And I was busy hand stitching circles on to a baby quilt that you may have seen the start of on my other blog. Or snapping pictures.

These were all taken in the South East.

While driving along.

Or while stretching our legs.

I hope all of you got to spend time with the ones you love. In this new year, I ask that you simply remember.

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