Post-Vacation

I've started this post three different times. Okay, that's a lie. I started this post four different times. The fact that I'm procrastinating is because it means I have to accept the fact that my vacation really is over. My week and a half in Rodanthe, NC flew by and it was amazing. I have the most wonderful in-laws and am so glad that my sister and her husband could join us for the trip too.

There were a million and one high points to the week but I didn't take very many pictures because I was too busy soaking up the sun to care about finding my camera. Plus, I'm not in any of the pictures that I did capture because I was too lazy to put on make up or a bra most of the time.

Instead, I snapped a few of the boys fishing:

one of our beach house:

and captured several of the gorgeous sunsets that went down behind our beach house:

We all got into a few games of corn hole, Whitney dominated the game!

And we even celebrated two birthdays while we were there. My sister, Heather

and my sister in law, Chasity, both had one during our vacation.

And yes, both of those last pictures were stolen from my nieces Facebook page. You know it's bad when they take more pictures than me. I promise, I'll do better next time.

Most of our mornings were spent drinking coffee on the deck overlooking the water but there were several days that we couldn't see past the next door neighbors. There were fires burning in the swamps of the mainland and it blew all the way over to the Outer Banks making a horrific smell. Luckily, the wind took care of it by the afternoon, allowing the sun to pop out. By then, I was ready to get my bathing suit on and drag my nieces away from their computers to get some vitamin D.

Every day was spent either by the pool or by the beach, most of the time with a Corona in hand. Each afternoon, the girls and I looked forward to hearing the ice cream truck come up the road so we could have our daily Choco Taco. Then back to the pool we went where Brooke had a blast with her new underwater camera.

She caught her parents (above) and her sister (below)

We all took turns cooking dinner in the evening and my favorite nights were my brother in laws tacos and my sisters home made lasagna. (She makes her own tomato sauce. That's dedication right there.) There were no clocks, no calendars, no appointments, no alarms and no bosses. It was glorious.

Except the fact that I couldn't breath.

I was lucky enough to catch my husbands cold the day after we arrived and Kevin ended up having to go to the doctor while we were there. Turns out he had a severe bronchial infection and was prescribed three different medications. My fingers were crossed after we found out how sick he really was that my sinus infection wouldn't get worse. I'm glad to say that after half a bag of cough drops, a bottle of Delsym, two boxes of Advil Cold and Sinus plus several doses of Nyquil and sleeping sitting up did the trick. I'm all clear. Our bathroom looked like a pharmacy and no one wanted to get near us.

Oh! And don't let me forget the lovely rash I got on my arm, from God knows what. At this point, I'm thinking poison ivy/oak? Or some kind of sun rash? Whatever. Another trip to the drug store and some Benedryl should take care of that.

Ugh. Right? Well, whatever, I'd rather be sick at the beach then anywhere else. Someone was trying really hard to bring me down but guess what? I'm still dancin.

Now if you'll excuse me, my Google reader tells me I have over 1000 blog posts to read. Stay patient my loves. I'll get to it soon. I MISSED YOU ALL!