Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Oh, Savannah

Our road trip is over. *sigh*

*another sigh*

I was truly heartbroken to be leaving Savannah. I am in love with that city…well, maybe not the whole city since I didn’t see all of it, but certainly the Historic District. My brain is so crammed full of Savannah History and Civil War facts that it literally gives me brain cramps when asked a question. That could be dehydration though. Ya’ll I am so tired. We walked and walked and walked. Then we walked some more. Our bed and breakfast, which was lovely by the way, was at the south end of the Historic District. While it put us only one block from Forsyth Park, it put us firmly 6-10 blocks away from anything to eat or drink. Since we did stay at a B&B and not a hotel we did not have the luxury of a refrigerator. Therefore, we had to walk when we were hungry or thirsty. The only saving grace was that we could get ice in the main house ( the B&B was a series of 5 “brownstone” style townhomes ), and there was a soda machine tucked away in the maintenance room. Mostly we drank ice water cause like I said we were dehydrated and it was Holy-Baby-Jesus-Hot. Now, I’m born and bred in the South. South Florida to be specific, so humdity and I are aquainted with each other. There is a reason Mama owns a Straightening Iron, just sayin’. That being said, I am not the type of person who is usually out and about, walking around in the heat. I’m more of a “go from the air conditioned house to the air conditioned car to the air conditioned location of choice” kinda girl. Not to say that I don’t go outside, I do, it’s just that I’m not particularly inclined to do it for hours at a time.

We saw and did so many things that I’m not thinking I can get it all in to one post, so what I think I’ll do is break this up into a few posts. Heck, I might be able to ride for a week on it. You guys are gonna be sick of Savannah before I’m done, I bet. Humor me, ok? I was thinking about ya’ll while I was there and there are some things that I knew were definitely going in the blog. My poor husband had to humor me as well when he heard for the umpteenth time, “I’m putting that in the blog!”

We had a wonderful time and like I mentioned before, I am sad that it’s over. I surprised myself by taking less than 100 pictures. I normally take more than that on any given day at the beach! Some of them didn’t turn out and are slightly blurry but I’m leaving them in anyway…cause I can. I’m going to try to figure out how to put them in a slideshow for ya’ll, but if that doesn’t happen I’ll just do a picture post. I may do both so that I can add commentary. Give me a little time to collect my thoughts and I’ll get them all posted.

Just think, I leave for my girl’s cruise in less than a month. Ya’ll will probably be hearing about that trip till Christmas, I’m sure.

Friday, August 6, 2010

Celebratory Road Trip

I have to work today. Ugh.

Writing that sentence makes me tired.

The only thing that thinking about tomorrow.

Hubby doesn't like me to talk about it, in fact he hates when I talk about it, but he's a romantic.

I may have mentioned it before. I can't remember if I did or not, you can correct me if I'm wrong.

He buys me cards and writes little romantic things inside. He brings me fattening things like cheeseburgers and pizza to the hospital when I miss dinner. He brings me dark chocolate and Coke Zero when I've had a crappy day. He cracks my back and rubs my shoulders. He does the laundry for me when I'm tired. His favorite movies are what most people consider 'chick flicks'.

I love this man.

But, of all that, the most wonderful thing he does is plan road trips.

I love me a road trip. We are some traveling people. We haven't had that many in the last year because we were buying the house, but in the past we have taken 3-4 road trips a year. In fact, I love a road trip so much that I have been known to take all 3 boys by myself on a 6-8 hour trip to see my sisters on a whim. No joke. Hubby gets a call at 10 am telling him that I won't be home when he gets home or that I won't be home for a week, but there are plenty of frozen meals and clean clothes.. love ya, see ya when I get back.

Well, he did it again. Monday is my 31st birthday and Tuesday is our 12th anniversary. (We have been together 16 years so we count from then, but we celebrate it on our wedding anniversary because it's the same weekend as my birthday...not really as complicated as it sounds) I came home from one of the crappiest days of work I can imagine this past weekend to find him hard at work at the computer. He had planned a 4 day weekend to Savannah, GA just for the two of us!


I have always wanted to go to Savannah. The beautiful homes, the riverfront, Tybee Island, the "hauntings", the museums, the FOOD, the trolleys, the cemetary. Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil...I love that book and can't wait to see Forsythe Park.

We will be staying at a beautiful old bed and breakfast, sleeping late, eating everything we can get our hands on, touring the city and just generally schlepping around with no plan whatsoever.

I can't wait :)

The only thing on our agenda is dinner at the Lady and Sons Restaurant....owned by one Paula Deen.

I hope to have pictures and details next week.

Hope you guys have a nice weekend. I know I plan to!

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