Last week I stole away to a deserted island with my family. Okay, so maybe it was just Galveston Island. Nonetheless, it was a much needed vacation. We stayed in a lovely home in the historic neighborhood just off The Strand. I know Texas beaches aren’t exactly pretty, but I have really fallen in love with Galveston over the years. One of my favorite things to do is drive down Seawall Blvd with the windows down and just take in the ocean breeze and salty air. Or take a scenic drive thru the neighborhood to look at all the beautiful victorian architecture. I’m blown away by the fact that much of it survived The Great Storm of 1900, not to mention the many hurricanes that followed it.
Back to vacation. My kids are like fish out of water. They love everything about the beach. Stella could play for hours in the sand. Luke was a lot braver this year and went deeper into the water. Drake tackles the biggest of waves and I’m certain if we lived near the ocean, he would be a surfer. I mostly sat under an umbrella and read magazines (I do NOT tan, nor do I want the resulting skin cancer from trying), while Andrew went back and forth from the waves to the sand. After three years of doing this, we have our rhythm down. Most vacations (especially with small children) leave me exhausted and ready to go home. But this year I felt rested, relaxed and found myself wishing I could stay a few more days. Sigh.
But I’m back now and cooking up some new projects, both for clients and my home. Stay tuned for all the juicy details!