ALWAYS put clean sheets on your bed before you leave town for a long weekend.
Coming home to clean sheets is one of the greatest things that can ever happen.
Posted in My Bed. on July 5, 2006| 1 Comment »
ALWAYS put clean sheets on your bed before you leave town for a long weekend.
Coming home to clean sheets is one of the greatest things that can ever happen.
Posted in Georgia on July 5, 2006| Leave a Comment »
It rained here this afternoon. The temperature dropped. Of course it was still hot.
When I went outside a while after the rain stopped, my glasses fogged up.
Awesome.
Posted in summertime on July 5, 2006| Leave a Comment »
We are sitting on the beach, it is around 4, and everyone is starting to consider putting on more sunscreen.
Me: "Do you think I’m getting burned? Do I look red?"
Bubba: "Naw, you’re still white as hell."
Posted in summertime on July 3, 2006| 1 Comment »
You know, it isn’t my idea of a good vacation unless you come home with bruises, bug bites, a sunburn and a headache.
The waves at Folly beach today were exceptional. I haven’t had that much fun since Myrtos.
I just have to say that my patagonia bathing suit once again came through in the clutch and that the roughest wave was no match.
Let my tell you how fun it is to play chicken in the crashing waves. More fun than you could handle. But whoever is on bottom is sort of likely to drown.
Sunscreen is so much less effective when the waves are throwing you into the ground.
I have sand in my ear. And my hair. And my belly button. Oh, and my teeth.
Overheard today –
"I heard that Clemson graduates didn’t know how to light a firework and just ended up burning themselves."
"When playing horseshoes, giving advice to the other team is against the law. I’ll hurt you if you do it again."
"You lucked out. You are getting boogie board lessons from a myrtle beach native. I usually cost more than you could afford."
"I really liked shotgunning that beer. I kind of want to do it again."
"Go big or go home."
Okay – we are heading to cook some low country boil in the low country. Hate you.
Posted in summertime on July 1, 2006| 3 Comments »
I am sitting on my one of my best friend from high school’s second story porch in downtown charleston listening to the radio of the cars slowly cruising by on the street and the screech of the bottle rockets in the distance while the salt breeze blows through and the air sits heavily on the city.
Be jealous. I had bojangles for lunch, beer with a very perfect representation of my high school experience for dinner, and for dessert I’m having oysters on a half shell and shrimp.
If I wasn’t me, I would want to be. Happy Fourth of July. Yay USA.