For months now, life has been over scheduled.  I realized we had a weekend with nothing planned, no one was working, so I grabbed it and scheduled a much needed beach weekend.

Do you see the sand crab?

It was just a quick down and back.  Leaving here Friday afternoon, we hit Charlottesville rush hour traffic, but by the time we got to  Williamsburg and points east, it was clear sailing – not bad for a Friday night in August.
We really had no business taking a weekend off – we’ve been doing some reorganizing, which is code for the entire house is currently torn up, we’re getting the exterior trim painted so the yard is in complete disarray , school has started and with it the onslaught of homework and both Pat and I are up to our eyeballs in work.  Which is exactly why we needed to just jump in the car head to the beach for the weekend, because technically, it’s still summer and I realized we collectively needed a beach trip this summer.

There really is something magically healing in the combination of sun, wind, salt water and sand.  The surf was rough thanks to a storm farther south, but it didn’t put on a damper on the fun.  The girls took a nap on the beach Saturday afternoon, if that is any indication as to how relaxing of a trip it was.

We tried a few of the new flavors of Lay’s over the weekend, with the Southern Biscuits and Gravy flavor hands down our winner.   I packed a loaf of bread and a jar of peanut butter to take with us to the beach, so lunch both days were peanut butter benders (peanut butter spread on a piece of bread, folded over), with fig newtons and chips.  We feasted on freshly caught local shrimp for dinner and had some Duck Donuts for breakfast – including the infamous maple bacon one every one raves about.  I found it meh – the frosting too sweet, the bacon a little too soggy, but then again, I’m also not on the ‘bacon on everything’ band wagon.  Everything in moderation.

It never fails upon a trip to the Outer Banks we question why we don’t make the trip more often – it’s just over four hours door to door to our friends Rob and Allison’s house.  Because they live there year round, they have all the beach gear you can imagine – we just need swim suits and towels.  I think it’s something we’ll definitely have to work on fixing.

In the meantime, it’s back to the busy grind.  I’m actively working on de-busying myself, but that’s the subject of another post.  Happy Monday everyone.