When the idea was first discussed to have a ladies weekend away to the beach, I was all for it. My sister and I threw around some ideas, talked to a few girls, and started emailing back and forth. Weeks later, we still hadn't formed a concrete plan but one of the girls picked a date, booked a room, and said "LET'S DO IT" -- it was all the motivation I needed!
Well, that's where the story get's a little hairy... you see, it went from 3 or so girls to 6 which -- when you do the math -- (6 girls + 1 hotel room) -- could equal disaster. I'm here to tell you we all survived and I think I can speak for all of us that we had an fantabulous weekend!!!!
Friday morning, we left the Blueridge Mountains behind us and headed east. We weren't two minutes in the hotel room before we all changed and hit the beach. It was so relaxing!
I for one, am a huge beach lover. My husband and I have vacationed at the beach 3+ times a year since we started dating and I like to think that it's where we fell in love. I could sit and just watch the water for hours and hours. How is that possible? That one can sit and listen to waves crashing and feel the sand under their toes and be completely content? That's one of the reasons he and I decided to get married there. Were so at peace there. Corny, but true. Why not pick the most amazing place to signify the most amazing moment of your life? Duh moment for me...
Sorry, I got to rambling. Haha! Now, back to the story... we braved the 110 degree heat index the next day, Saturday, armed with 6 beach chairs, 2 umbrellas, countless towels, and a cooler. Mmm nothin like an ice cold Bud Light Lime when your practically melting into the metal of your lounge chair.
Oddly enough, the heat didn't seem to bother a single one of us until we started feeling hunger pains around 4. After heading inside to clean up, we walked literally across the street to a little restaurant that had just opened, The 11th Street Tap House. IT WAS DELICIOUS. That statement deserves all caps. We all wished we had discovered it the night before because we ate at some shotty italian place where they thought that alfredo sauce was watered down ricotta cheese. Gross.
We ordered a round of 24 ouncers and the fun began...
Introductions? From left to right above, the pastors wife Jackie, super sweet and a great sense of humor. Megan, quiet until you get to know her, then she's a hoot. And Kristin, the most hilarious person and has a great heart.
My sister Heather, who I love and have become best friends with over the past few years... our middle school days were, well, different. Then in the middle there, that's my closest friend and BFF Katie. We've known each other for 10 years now and for some reason we still put up with each other. There's me on the end, and I'm not so sure why I'm not smiling because we were having the time of our lives. Including beer tasting which was awesom. Four different tastes of whatever you like for $5. I wasn't a fan of the banana beer, but the apple cider beer was a winner.
And the food was ABSOLUTELY to die for. It was prepared in such ways that were so unexpected but delicious.
Look at the adorable silverware. I mean come on, you can't help but love that. This placed screamed vacation.
That night, we took to the shops, splurged on ice cream and ended up back in the room about 11 because the humidity was around 902388%. Yuck.
After I got married, I didn't think I would have the same fun I had as a single girl but I got proven wrong big time. Four out of the six of us were married and we talked like teenagers, made dirty jokes, ate delicious food and enjoyed each others company. I can't wait to do it all again soon.
