Saturday, August 22, 2009

Litchfield Beach 2009

Andrew and I had the pleasure of vacationing with my family this year in Litchfield, SC during the first week in August. As I previously mentioned, Litchfield is about 45 (ish) minutes south of Myrtle Beach, SC. It is a lovely little place with nice, quiet, uncrowded beaches. The place we stayed in was a beautiful oceanfront condo that was rented from a family friend of ours. We had such a great week! As usual, most of our days were spent relaxing by the pool or the beach and our evenings consisted of delicious dinners and venturing north to the "wonders" of Myrtle Beach. I really loved getting to spend quality time with my family and Andrew, as well as the opportunity to really relax and get away from all of the stresses of everyday life here at home. It was so hard to come back home and go back to work, but it leaves me really looking forward to the next beach trip. Here just are a few pictures from our trip.

Andrew and I


The whole Sharpley fam :)

ahhh, the beach

It was a really pretty sunrise

The dunes

Looking down the boardwalk

There's nothing like having your toes in the sand

The sunset over the marsh behind us (Hey y'all, LOOK! A gator!)

an "artsy" shot of us walking down the boardwalk, hand in hand...awww

Thursday, August 6, 2009

The Card: A Family Tradition

Anyone in my immediate family knows about the card. However, for those of you who don't, this is the story of the card.

This new "family tradition" started about 3 years ago around my mom's birthday. My dad's mom gave my mom a simple, pretty birthday card for her birthday. Apparently my dad hadn't gotten my mom a birthday card yet, so he just took the card that my grandmother had given to my mom, crossed out my grandmother's note and signature, and signed his own note and name and simply "recycled" the card. From then on, whenever anyone from my family has a birthday, they have the pleasure of receiving the card. It is then their responsibility to keep the card until the next person's birthday and then pass the card onto the next person. And thus, the tradition of the card was born.

This year marked the 3rd time that I have given the card to my mom as my birthday is before hers. The card lived on our refrigerator from May through July and it is now time to part with the card yet again. As I put the second paper insert into the card because we have once again run out of room to write, it is really neat to look at where the card has been and the birthday notes that are written within it. Hopefully the tradition of the card will continue for many years to come. And God help the person who misplaces it.