Surprise Vacation

I'd given up on a vacation this summer when Kurt called to tell me he'd reserved a house on the Isle of Palms. My family has been vacationing on the Isle of Palms since my dad was young enough to trip over John Glen and not know who it was. What a lovely and unexpected surprise. I didn't have time to get into my normal pre-vacation lather with endless lists and optimization. We washed. We threw it into a suitcase. We left. The love bug bag and the nook were both helpful on the drive. Everyone was in a good mood when we arrived at the perfect little rental duplex. It is in my nature to come up with a list of things to accomplish. I've found that even if the vacation has its struggles you can still point to the items you knocked off your list. This year my list felt superfluous as we all enjoyed ourselves. Nevertheless I did get a lovely sea shell ornament and a practical piece of art to enhance our home and remind us of Charleston, I read 80 pages of Freud and all of Mansfield Park, I ate at Chick Fil A and Waffle House, I had special moments with everyone in my family. We went above and beyond seeing The Last Air Bender and Despicable Me. Listening to the kids critique the two movies was priceless. All we can say about Air-Bender is "Show Me the Funny." We hit the Aquarium and the Market, but most of all we lived on the beach. It was a much needed and perfect get-away.