you know the moment when you would give anything just to break away from your everyday surroundings? even for a few hours? this was so me last week. i needed new scenery. i wanted to get in the car & just drive. maybe because it’s summertime or because it has rained every freaking day or maybe it was boredom. can you actually die from that…boredom? it’s probably just an expression as i am clearly still among the living. & moving on…
i really wanted to step out of my own reality & into a dreamlike state, but in real time. & i really wanted to feel some sand between my toes. there was only one solution…beach day trip. heck, there is no excuse not to drive an hour & ½ - 2 hours to wonderful charleston, sc. it’s too close! after slumping around all day saturday trying to figure out something to do & then being held captive inside due to very angry ground hornets (the hubs thought he could do some simple raking around the bushes…whoa, attack!), we decided that night that the only solution to turning our frowns upside down would be a sunday drive.
i was so excited when i woke up sunday morning. & when i say excited, i mean like stupid excited…almost as if i had never been anywhere before. i didn’t get much sleep & then had a bit of a belly ache (i battled a funky sickness all last week from some sort of food poisoning, not that i’ve ever won an award for best digestion to begin with anyways…& too much info? sorry.)
i was even excited despite the whole swimsuit situation i was about to embark on. you know what’s worse than having an old tired bathing suit that you’re sick of looking at? having an old tired bathing suit that doesn’t fit…ha! oh my goodness, you guys, this was bad, but oh well; who cares…i’m off to the beach! on a more positive note, it did fit a little better after i realized that the top was on wrong…it was working against me on the flip side. fixed & out the door we go…cooler with drinks, snacks, & sammies…check. bag with towels & sunscreen…check. chairs, extra clothes, etc…check, check, check.
so, we make it to big bridge heading into mount pleasant! monkey was stoked & so was i remembering the old, terrifying one & how it would actually sway as you rode across (but that was a long time ago).
the only choice left was which public access to set up shop. we drove to isle of palms…kept driving…kept driving…”uh, can we just stop somewhere?” & we did…the lovely homes & cool shops & great restaurants can be distracting.
we landed in sullivan’s island. amazing. moved in on a sand bar-esque area; it was like we had our own ginormous wading pool to chill amidst a huge span of smooth, luscious sand. not a super ton of people, & all families; cute kids playing, paddle boarders, kite surfers, perfect clear sky…awesome. the afternoon was ours. every minute was a relaxing escape. the beach equals tranquility for me. & the fact that it was semi-spontaneous added more loveliness. we even managed a walk around fort moultrie on the way out. what a great place for picture taking. monkey & i looked for ghosts, but didn’t see any…maybe next time.
what a great day. only one day, but we’ll go back. we have all summer to make longer trips. peace of mind was restored at least; that has to count for something, right?
*oh, & let me also add that while all this yummy break from reality was going on, your girl, ash, tried a different “sunscreen” from the boys. the high octane spf/waterproof standby for monkey is a no brainer; not to mention the fact that he’s like waffle house hash browns when i get through with him…smothered & covered…good to go. (the hubs also uses this.) but, i just had to be different & attempt coverage while achieving a little bit of browning action. just a little…i am so freakishly pale. but no such luck. i am currently sporting some nice patchy burns in the weirdest spots. ya ya…lesson learned (but no complaining…totally worth it!)
ps…monkey says we can totally move to the beach. oh, he is so my kid!
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