After the weekend with the gals I headed out with my two favorite guys to Hilton Head. Gary drove us first to Charleston because he knows how much I LOVE that place. We stayed the night there, along with 40,000 runners who ran in a race the following morning and who definitely inhibited my shopping spree that I had planned. We finally had to make a dart for it across the street or we would have been there for a good many hours.
We left there, me happy that I got to spend time in one of my favorite places, and Gary and Max happy to be heading to our final destination Hilton Head.
The first surprise we got was our room. It was a suite. A lovely large suite that was like having an apartment. With a great view of the beautiful beach and the pool below where we would be spending most of our time.
If you have never been to Hilton Head I highly recommend you put it on your list of places to visit. The landscape is beautiful. Being a big tree lover I am in awe of all the trees surrounding the island. And the buildings sit back as if not to take away from the gorgeous scenery. Yes, it is a big golf resort, but I don't golf, and I still love it there. It is also great for families and there are no spring breakers tearing up the beach, not that I have anything against spring breakers I was one many many years ago and had an amazing time. But now that I am officially old...I really don't want to be hanging out with them...and I am pretty sure they don't want to hanging out with anyone over 21.
We had a lazy week of sun, swimming, pina coladas, naps, fabulous food and a tiny bit of shopping as Gary and Max are birth control for shopping...as I may have mentioned in other posts. We got home, we had the weekend to be gently let down and eased back into work and by 2:00 on Monday I was wondering where my Pina Colada was and my hammock. Instead I had to settle for a cup of tea and head off to a meeting.
So on this vacation, or vacations I put on three pounds. NOT HAPPY ABOUT IT...but well those Pina Coladas were definitely not fat free. The weight gain, although not much, and I'll definitely be getting rid of it, inspired me to create some "guilt magnets" I drew a picture of my fridge, and then I acted as if the fridge were alive, and basically making you feel like crap for even thinking about opening it to check the contents. Several of these are available at my etsy shop. But here's a look at how they turned out.
I'm not much a night munchie person but Gary is...and I always tell him that eating late is not a good thing.
Here's another fun one:
So I'm thinking...put this on your fridge...and if you are anything like me you will feel guilty about opening that darn box...and who knows what may happen!
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