Happy September 1st!
When I woke up this morning, there was a chill in the air. The kind that made me run back into the house to grab a hoodie. Summer is slipping away into fall. I feel torn as I’m sad to see summer go, but excited for fall (it is my favorite season.) Before things start to get too cold and too dark I wanted to take a short trip down memory lane and show you some of the shenanigans that kept me busy for past month or so.
I didn’t feel like summer officially began until July when we took an entire week off and headed to the beaches of North Carolina’s Outer Banks. (geesh, that feels like a lifetime ago.) We loaded up the Jeep, dogs included…
…and drove South to meet up with my in-laws and PJK’s brothers, but not before we stopped at a farmer’s market to load up on fresh fruits and vegetables.
Our house was fantastic. The dogs didn’t even know what to do with all the space (other than run around and around and around.) There was this beautiful wrap-around porch that doubled as the perfect gym away from home. Yes, my resist-a-bands found a coveted spot in my suitcase.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: if I ever own a gym/Spinning/Pilates studio, there will be an outside exercise space. There’s nothing like working out with the breeze blowing your hair and the sun warming your skin….let alone the beach everywhere you look.
I spent most of week reading, napping, and seeing a light house or two. It was the best week ever!
From the beach we had a couple of weeks downtime before it was time to fly to Chicago for our friends Charley & Sarah’s wedding (insert beautiful photo here…mine didn’t do the bride and groom justice.)
With just enough time to fly home, unpack, and pack again we were back in the airport headed to our annual family reunion in Cape Cod.
There was a small detour to Plymouth Rock where I saw the cutest yoga studio, complete with pre-class inspiration on the windows (more ideas for my future fitness and health center.)
This family reunion is like nothing I had experienced before marrying into this family. It even has its own official title: The Knoblich Cup. Complete with a 3-day weekend of activities including a golf tournament, prizes, trophies, and lots and lots of family togetherness. Who does that? The Knoblich’s, that’s who!
And there you have it, in 500 words or less: What I did over summer vacation.
What about you? Any summer memories?