Life’s A Beach?


I am heading to the beach this week. Now, most people would squeal with excitement and state that is a great vacation. Me? I like the beach, it means sleeping in, reading a book and getting some sun but I am a city girl. I spend my vacations in NYC or DC, the beach? Not so much.

I am getting excited because it is a vacation, one that will be filled with seafood, sand and books. I am heading there with my mom. She loves the beach, she doesn’t mind flying and dad, well, he doesn’t fly. Terrified of it, kind of like that cranberry salad that is passed around at Thanksgiving or the offer to take a dip in a pool. Those things scare him. I never said that my parents’ fears made any sense though. And luckily, I have managed to dodge them all.

For those who know me, you know that I am the person that spends every weekend by the pool, turning a lovely shade of lobster red while reading. In fact, my life’s goal is to own a home with a pool. I love the water and the lazy days it presents each and every weekend. But a vacation to the beach? I never thought of putting my money to the side to take off for a bit to walk in the sand, deal with the humidity or those crazy tourist spots that offer the airbrushed t-shirts.

I am the odd one of my friends, I take my vacations during the cooler months, saving all my days to travel up north, freeze my hind end off and run at break neck speed only to come back again exhausted. Being raised in the south has not given me any solace in a blazing hot night, only frizzed hair and mascara running down my face.

But I am looking forward to it. It will be a change to travel with anyone, especially my mother. She has asked several times what to bring, what is allowed, etc. I then had a light bulb moment, she hasn’t flown since way before 9/11. I have traveled more often since then, mostly for work.

The highlight of the trip for me will be the flying. I love being on a big airplane, settling in, getting my book out to read, getting the IPod ready, watching the city get smaller and smaller until I hear the ding and then I settle in to listen to music, read and nap. I have also reserved a convertible for the trip, which is something I have always wanted to own. Manual transmission please, it tends to separate the boys from the men.

I plan on pigging out on crab cakes, shrimp and if I am lucky, lobster. I also plan on spending the majority of the day sprawled out reading, napping and possibly coming up with a plan to strike it rich. A girl can dream can’t she?

Now the challenge will be to get my mom back on the plane, I think she would move to a beach if she could. And I think I have a couple of friends who would join her as well.

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What you see is what you get; I am a Nashville girl who is single, again. I use the blog to get my inner, tortured, wanna be writer angst out. One day I just may write a book. I have been stumbling through life for 43 years now, I love to cook, read and figure out more embarrassing ways I can either harm myself (thank you hula hoop of 2010 and the case of the thrown back) or just prove how inept I am at household chores and dieting. The people you read about on here are real but most have had their names changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent. And I really should make a list of them so I can remember! Enjoy, read, mock, laugh and comment, it really isn't difficult. Plus, I would prefer reading comments from real people as opposed to the weird spam comments I keep getting. Plus, I will always find the hardest path to follow and take that one, why would anyone want to take the easy way?!

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