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Spent the weekend in the car.

  1. Saturday morning I drove to Gainesville to meet my mom and sister so we could take a drive to Crooked River State Park (Georgia). We went to a place that we’d taken a vacation to when us kids were much younger. It was pretty freaking cool. Then it started raining and we played in that for about a minute before we ran back to the car.

  1. Got home, let L&B out to play, tossed a bunch of random stuff into a beach bag, got back in the car and headed to Clearwater Beach for the rest of the weekend (which actually turned into being just overnight).

When I got to the hotel, J.M. was almost done writing (he was working, I came to crash the job). Once he was, it was time for dinner on the beach at Crabby Bill’s and a nice stroll around the Beach Walk. Talk about a lively and beautiful part of the state. Clearwater Beach – highly underrated. And I can gather that even in the darkness of 9 or 10 at night.

  1. The next morning, woke up ten minutes before continental breakfast was over – got to the lobby and found all they had left was OJ. I was a tad bummed to say the least. We dicked around the hotel for the rest of the morning, got a late check out, stopped for lunch and then parted ways.

To be totally lame and girlie, this trip to Clearwater was probably the best thing that’s happened to J.M. and I for awhile. We don’t get stuff like that too often. And we need it. We need those get-aways. Or sneak-aways, as I like to call them.

  1. Sunday came home from Clearwater Beach and had plans to photograph Michelle. She’s pursuing a new career – one that requires head shots – and asked me to take her photographs. SUPER! I love it. I’m getting all this new experience. Recently I took my first maternity photos and now I’m taking my first round of head shots. I love my friends.

We did the photo shoot downtown so that we’d have lots of varying backgrounds to work with. I ended up falling in love with this very deep chocolatey-brown painted brick wall that made her blue shirt and sparkling eyes just pop right out of the photo. We had fun, really. She’s always been kind of a clown, so it was so easy photographing her. We laughed the whole time.

  1. After the photo shoot, I came home to realize I’d missed my only reality show addiction – Big Brother. Apparently it comes on at 8 on Sunday nights, not 9. So I have to try and find it online some place. Can’t miss an episode.

  1. Today I woke up feeling dumpy, so I walked to the Jiffy and bought a half gallon of OJ and scheduled myself to polish it off by the end of the day. Wish me luck.

Comments

Samsmama said…
Sorry you missed breakfast. In my experience, the early bird gets the bagels.

Hmmm...bummed to find only OJ. Fast forward a bit, and you're buying a gallon of it. Irony, my friend.

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