If my dad was successful in waking us up at 2:30am to hit the road, we should be somewhere in Virginia on our way to Topsail Island, NC for the week! I should also be mere hours away from delicious Chick fil-A waffle fries and a grilled chicken sandwich with polynesian sauce for lunch. It’s been 10 months since my last Chick fil-A meal and I have been thinking about it for weeks now. I know exactly which exit off 95 in Virginia we will be stopping at. Why oh why are there no Chick fil-A’s in NY? Can someone seriously get on that? Please!
For the past 3 years we’ve gone to Topsail every summer, brought the herd of dogs and spent a week at the beach. The first year was great weather-wise, I think we had 1 overcast day but we used it to go crabbing and still had a fun time.
Doreen diligently picking out crab meat. We only needed 30 crabs to make 1 little crab cake for everyone in the house. NBD.
The first year was also the year Ginger found a dead seagull on the beach, channeled her inner bird dog and decided to “soft mouth” the thing and prance around the beach for 20 minutes before we could get her to drop it. She obviously didn’t realize she comes from show dog lines, not field trial breeding. Gross and amusing at the same time.
This was the first summer we were back in NY, having moved back from FL only 2 months before this trip. One year from this was when I’d have my “tipping point” with my weight gain and decide to make a change before we even left vacation.
The second year we had about 4 days of rain which was somewhat upsetting. There is not much to do on Topsail when the weather is bad. At all.
Ginger rolling in the sand and Ulysses’ hairy foot.
I’m reading Animal, Vegetable, Miracle here. Awesome book if you haven’t read it. It’s kind of ironic in retrospect how my weight loss journey began at the same time my mind was being filled with all this new information of local, sustainable foods.
Seeing this picture makes me cringe and smile at the same time. Cringe at the fact that I let myself get like that and smile at the fact that I did something about it and am a happier, stronger person now for it.
Last night, the sun came out right at happy hour after days of rain.
The third year, last year, it rained every.single.day. It was horrific. It wasn’t even light rain, we’re talking tropical depression hugging the east coast for the entire time we were there kind of rain. There’s only so much shopping at TJMaxx in the sprawling metropolis of Jacksonville, NC that one can do in a week.
Unfortunately, last year put the nail in the coffin for Ulysses, Adrian & Doreen. So, this year it’s just me and the parents for the week without the dogs. I have vacation time that I need to use or lose by the end of the year so I figured I might as well give the island one more shot. If it does this rain bs again, it’s over. We will have officially broken up. But for now, the bikes are hitched on the car, the bags are packed and I’m soon going to be reunited with my second love, Chick fil-A. All is good, I just hope we get some sunshine!
Does your family do an annual beach vacation?
Tell me your favorite fast food joint. You can already guess mine.