Drew and I both took some time off work last week to head to the beach for a few days for much-needed rest and relaxation. We left early Thursday morning for the six hour drive to my parents’ house in North Carolina. It’d been just over a year since the last time we went, and the time before that was our unexpected, but nonetheless wonderful, honeymoon trip. Every couple of months, no matter what time of the year it is, I get that old familiar itch that can only seem to be scratched by digging my toes into the sand and listening to the peaceful roll of the ocean waves. After wrapping up one of the busiest months I’ve had at work, and lots of traveling for Drew, it was the perfect timing to just plunk ourselves in beach chairs and just, be.
The weather was absolutely perfect the entire time we were there. I was a bit nervous as Mom and Dad said that it had rained every single day for almost the first two weeks of the summer. Crazy! We’ve been experiencing an uncharacteristically rainy season in Atlanta, so I was all too happy to ditch the rain for several days of pure sunshine. Taking advantage of the weather, Mom and I headed to the local blueberry patch to stock up on the freshest berries, and we enjoyed Mom’s famous lemon blueberry scones for breakfast the following morning.
We spent most of our time at Holden, playing bocce ball, searching for seashells and just enjoying the simplicity of a day at the beach. Theo seemed to remember the ocean from last time and had no trouble heading straight for the waves. It turns out that Dad and Drew are a pretty even match for bocce ball. Mom and I, not so much, although we did have a few lucky breaks. We spent Friday night in Southport, attending a wine tasting and eating dinner at Loco Joe’s, one of the restaurants Drew and I went to during our honeymoon. Southport is home to some great seafood, but I think some of our best memories come from cooking back at the house. Dad is the grill master and Mom is great in the kitchen, so we always eat well during our beach stays. I must mention that Drew got brave and even tried a bite of grilled tuna, which had been marinated in teriyaki, that “tastes just like a steak!” Imagine that.
Our departure came too soon (doesn’t it always when you’re in paradise with some of your favorite people?) and with the rainclouds moving in, it was time to head home. Thanks to Mom and Dad for hosting us for the perfect weekend, we had a great time! Already thinking about the next time we’ll be able to come for a visit