We Take Ourselves With Us

So, the morning after graduation, Ned took off to have breakfast with friends, and the kids and I headed to breakfast and then the pool.  Check out those stylin' cheap prescription aviators courtesy of Venni Optical!     We set off down a puffy clouded Florida highway for Georgia.   With three in the back seat (cousin Reese, Harper, and Penn), someone's massive puppy feet made their way up front ... Wonder who they belong to ... About 3 and a half hours later, we hit the Spanish moss tinseled oaks of Savannah. Then, a drive across the Islands Expressway over sea grass and under sweeping blue skies would take us to our most frequent vacation spot: Tybee Island.  The steady ribbon of cars exiting the island was a good sign, letting us know the Saturday crowds were heading home, leaving the late day beach for us. The beauty of low country is wonderfully pointy and rough. Check out the water tower! We we...

Like most of our trips, this one started at about 3:30 am as we dragged sleepy selves to catch a 6 am flight.  Look at the joy on Harper's face.  By the way, her disappointment was as driven by our refusal to buy her a salad out of the "fresh" vending machine at 4:30 am as it was at the time of day.  Seriously? Vending machine salad? We had a pitstop at JFK, long enough to pick up some Baked by Melissa minis, which made everyone a bit perkier.  Plus, T5 has the best soundtrack.  Any terminal that spins cuts by the National is a-okay in my book! Then, Jacksonville, the go-to airport for most of my life.  We found our lunch at Zaxby's .  Oh, Zaxby's chicken fingers!  You'll never be Guthrie's, but what chicken finger could compete with the deliciousness of gas-station driven thru chicken fingers, eaten in the Archer Road Target parking lot.  None chicken finger, that's what.  Still, Zaxby's is a solid substitute: fr...