6 am

This morning we got up at what the roomie likes to call "the buttcrack of dawn."
Aka, six am.
We wanted to see the sunrise over the beach, so we stumbled out of bed,
wrapped blankets around ourselves, and jumped into Walter, my trusty automobile.
We were stuck behind the world's slowest minivan, careening around the bends of the park road at a rousing 20 mph. 
Those of you who know know anything about me know that one of the things I detest in the world is an obnoxiously slow driver.
I may have been yelling some mildly inappropriate things. Mildly.
So we didn't get to see the sun rise at the beach, but we got there soon after,
and got some pretty pictures anyway.


No thanks to you, minivan dude. Or dudette.

Also, if you'll notice, there's a new tab at the top! It's called "Love Story" - revolutionary, I know. So for anyone who wants the lowdown on A and why he's so fantastic, or just needs to waste ten minutes of their time - it's there. It's pretty cool. You should read it.

yes

Yes, I am on vacation.
Yes, I am taking a bajillion pictures.
And editing them. It's not an obsession.
No, my friends are not getting tired of me shrieking and pulling over the car to take more pictures (*healthy does of sarcasm*)
Yes, we have eaten in a yellow submarine themed restaurant, complete with painted portholes and fishy scenes.
Yes, we have colored in coloring books and painted our nails and watched the fiasco at our neighbor's house when he got carted away by an ambulance late at night (not strange at all).
Yes, we have visited the Island Creamery (one of the only restaurant open in the off-season), and contemplated visiting a million more times.
Yes, we have named every single pony we've seen. And every heron. And sand piper.
Yes, we have stayed up too late and eaten too much ice cream and waited patiently for it to stop snowing and the sun to come out.


And it has. 


Beach day numero uno, commence.

even on vacation I can't sleep late

So I said I would be gone for a while - and I will!

But I couldn't resist saying something about how amazing this place is.


How much I love the quiet, the rain, the cranes hunting in the marsh grass across the road,
the smell of salt water, the whirlpool bathtub (you best bet I'll be making use of that later),
the chance to see ponies later, and being here with my friends.


Being the first one awake in the morning has its perks, 
fresh cups of tea and being able to open all the shades to see the bay.


Last night, falling asleep, I couldn't stop thinking of how lucky I am. 

making the roomie pose for me