It was a wonderful, relaxing trip.
Hurricane Isaac was headed right for us. But it went in such a direction that we only got maybe a day of rain. A huge storm surge took out the beach, but left with it millions of shells. Huge, whole shells. And a good bit of jellyfish. So we spent Tuesday-Friday going to the "Shell Hole" - our favorite spot where all the good shells were found. It kind of became an obsession to my mom, Chris and I. The girls played happily at the top of the beach, under an umbrella, away from the jellyfish. We could just wander up and down the beach looking for our find of the day. (Think of the gold mining shows you've seen, just our treasure was worth a lot less.)
We'd walk over to the beach about twice a day. The middle of the day was spent at the pool, eating, chilling, etc. Nights were spent by preparing dinner and doing fish frys a couple of nights. Oh, and watching things like Honey Boo Boo. We did a bon fire and smores on the beach the last night. (It was the only night the water had receded enough for us to do a fire on the beach.)
After writing all of that... I'm ready to go back!!!!



























































