I'm still finding pure, soft, white Panama City Beach sand in bags, on shoes, and in my car. I'm rubbing beachy scented lotion on my legs to try and keep this tan and that delightful smell around as long as possible.
Our trip was so relaxing, so blissful, I did nothing, thought about nothing, and loved nothing (well except R, I loved on R of course) for a full week.
Oh, and we had lots of donuts and naps!
So much to catch y'all up on, things will be unorganized on the blog this week while I get some stories together and update for the Happiness Challenge and Photo Share Fridays. I have to catch up and all the newest posts from y'all as well!
And oh, it was so beautiful at the beach, all the blues and greens of the ocean meeting with the sky came together so heavenly. There was a sandbar the whole time we were there with clear water and sea life scurrying around, nature at it's best.
Is there a self help book out there to help beach addicts overcome the hard transition back to real life?!?!