With the weather finally cooperating the hubs and I headed south to the Gulf Coast. Clearly this family likes the beach — even an old, stinky, puddle-brown one. The salt air is good for my soul. Mornings were spent drinking tea and reading from this book (a delightful gift from the hubs some years ago); I went for an unexpected long run by myself (who knew the sand was easier on my knees?!); and there was plenty of time for other things: eating like we had never tasted food, drawing out potential new tattoos, playing cards, swatting mosquitoes, and celebrating life with friends old and new.
With each visit to my childhood stomping grounds, B and I have an ever more serious conversation about having our own cabin. He is just ITCHING to design a beautiful, modern beach house. And this was the first cabin we’ve stayed it (and we’ve staying in a least 5 in the last 3 years!) that has been more up my alley interior-wise. It was a super-cute, clean and modern ikea-hacked cabin. (See the full cabin here.) This only added to our growing desire to put a permanent stamp on another property. But I think the best way to curb our real-estate appetite is to convince my mom and dad that they really want one and we’ll just come visit all the time!