I thought about blogging and now I have.......

Yes, the beach and back again. So much has happened in the past week... New job, trip to my favorite place in the whole world, and my bestest, bestest buddy came home from a far away land...:) Most sorely missed.
I guess I shall relay bits and pieces of my trip, for your enjoyment.
We begin on Wednesday evening. Jonathan and I both had had to work that day so we were to drive up separate that night after the family had left the same morning. All begins well, I'm driving, and Jonathan's directing. We arrive in Burlington, stop to buy cherries, and then continue on our way. We are enjoying a fairly pleasant conversation about him and his friend, Kim, who is a girl. And is his friend.....yes, his friend that's a girl....*wink* *wink*.... Anyways, she lives up towards Charlotte and he has taken many a trip to see her during the summer when they are apart. At this point, we have been driving for well over an hour, when suddenly, Jonathan realizes that he had quite inadvertently been driving west on I-40 (towards Charlotte) and away from the beach. Seems the boy got a little absent-mindedly confused at exactly what our destination was. So I ask "So, have we even started this trip yet?" And I quote "No, Catherine. We have not only gone nowhere, we have gone negative-nowhere."
Needless to say, we did not arrive at the beach house until about 1 that morning where we watched some 007 before going to bed.
The following days were fun, of course. Got a little browner and a little saltier. Went walking on the beach every night except for last night. We were watching a movie with dinner and when it ended at about 11 we decided to go head on down for our last walk. So we grabbed the flashlights and I got about two feet from the boardwalk onto the beach when a foot-long ghost crab decided to cross my foot. I was not a happy camper. In fact, I don't think I've ever been unhappier in my life. After that I just stood on the boardwalk having decided it was close enough to the ocean and it's wildlife for me.
I don't know what it is, but there is something so terrifyingly vast about the ocean that just makes you feel a wee bit closer to God. Oh, and there is nothing like seeing lighthouse beams cut through a humid, foggy night.
It's good to be back though, I missed you guys. But not as much as I missed my Jo for the past three weeks. Pow-wow time.
It's been real. Really real...:)
Ehh, Lovedrug on Wednesday. You kids should come.