Another Trip. And Vacation is Over...

One Sleepy Little Boy...

We're back. No tan lines...it was cloudy and raining. The trip was a quick one. We drove down to New Edinburg (where my parents live) and stayed Friday night (8/8). We awoke early (although not bright & early) Saturday morning after sleeping in leather recliners. My parents are remodeling and my old bedroom is slam full of crap. Brian & I both probably got about 3 hours of sleep total that night. We were back at my parent's house to drop off souvenirs on Wednesday evening (8/13).

Entering Mobile, AL.

We drove down to Orange Beach Saturday - in somewhat of a caravan with Brian's parents and his brother & family. There were 9 of us total. 3 bedroom, 3 bath condo overlooking one of my favorite spots on this Earth...at least so far. We stayed in Brett-Robinson's Phoenix VI this year. The link to their rental site is on the right side of my blog. I would link it here, but I'm pooped. And, now that I've typed why I didn't link it from here, I had plenty of time to actually accomplish that task...evidently, I'd rather write about not doing it.

Fancy. The towels in mine & Brian's bathroom...

Out the back balcony...In our bedroom...
In the living room...

We ate at The Crab Trap and at Bubba's Seafood House. Two really good places, in my opinion. Though, The Crab Trap was much better than Bubba's...

Most of our time was spent swimming in the pool at our condo. No beach time...which really stunk. We had high hopes of taking pictures of the littlest Chancellor and his momma & daddy in the sand. At least he loved the pool!!!!! Though it didn't take much to wear him down. Turns out, floating on a big red crab and laughing endlessly wears a little boy down.

We went to the outlet mall in Foley, AL twice - once to look for Crocs for Britt - the other to waste time away while it rained on the beach. Everyone else had the same idea we had. Crowded, hot, Old Navy flip flops that were killing my feet, a fussy little boy that wanted to ride the $0.75, 30 second Bob the Builder ride just one more time. The pictures of Bob, Braiden and the ride were taken with Brian's cell phone...

We weren't ready to come back to Arkansas. In fact, we are going to Fayetteville this weekend to see my best friend, Dana and Brian's cousin, Tyson, because we just aren't finished being away.

A curious little person peering over the balcony in the lobby...

More in the pool...

Our trips to Warren are going to slim down considerably in the next couple of months...because, well (1) gas is high, (2) we're going to be down there quite a bit in November & December, (3) no one comes to see us - we're expected to go see them. The latter of the three excuses always frustrates me. We thought that maybe it was because we lived in an apartment the first few years we were married. Then we thought, well, maybe it's because it's just us and there's not a baby to play with. We bought a house last August. We had a baby 7 months before that. Nothing changed. So, I'll just sit and complain on my blog about how unimportant we feel and how nothing ever seems to be equal. All the while, I have a spark in the back of my mind that makes me very aware of all the friends I've made thru blogging and how they are miles and miles, and states away from their families and those they love. So, instead of erasing my bad attitude in the sentences above, I'll just leave it for everyone to see and will make an effort to be better. Although, I can't make any promises...I'm also having to work on my restaurant attitude. One can only do so much.