Life's A Beach

I love the beach. And, I love Tybee Island. It's weird, quirky, laid back persona fits me perfectly. You've got to love a place where fine dining and flip flops aren't on opposite ends of the spectrum. If I could, I'd be one of those people who sells painted shell art on the roadside to tourists during the season. Since I have children who require regular feedings, I don't think that will happen any time soon, but a girl's got to have a goal.
Early every June, my friends from college and I go to Tybee as part of a girls only R&R weekend. It's a LONG weekend, and we love it. There are generally 6 of us, but this year, life caught up with some of the others, and they weren't able to make it. Even though our numbers were cut in half, we had a great time.

Dr. Lucy also attended, and surprised us by deciding to pre-tan this year. Smart chick. Of course, I give her all kinds of grief for not having a 'real' job. She only has to work a couple of days a week at a chi-chi private college, although that's probably going to change to a more normal schedule next year. We're talking college here though, so the schedule is still one of those variable things.
 We spent most of our time retelling past stories, solving the world's problems and generally being lazy, rum-soaked (or beer-soaked) sun goddesses. I don't think any of us would have it any other way.


1 comment:
looks like fun!
that gull is lovely!
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