So this weekend I got to hang out with 2 of my best friends in Port Aransas! Holly and Marie have been my friends since 7th grade Mrs. Tubb's journalism class and I don't know how I would of gotten through the awkardness that is middle school, the drama that is high school, the craziness that is college without their friendship. I know it is rare for people to stay friends this long and I am blessed by their friendship.
So Holly and Marie drove down Tuesday and spent the night in Austin. I unfortunately had to work that week, so they went down to the beach Wed morning and I planned to join them Friday evening after I got off work for the weekend.
So I get up Wed morning and I am sick but in complete denial. I refused to acknowledge "the funk" that is creeping over me. Thursday morning I am working and on the phone with a client and I get the "holy moly, I'm going to be sick" feeling, which in my opinion is one of the WORST feelings ever. The lady will not get off the phone! Literally within 5 seconds of getting off the phone I get sick. I realize that not everyone enjoys a good throw-up story as much as me so I will spare you the details, but let me say this: it was bad. I could deny "the funk" no more. It had revealed itself to me and it was not happy.
Determined to go on beach trip I called in sick to work Thursday and Friday and rested all day long and chugged Emergen-C and popped pills like no other. It worked! To utilize the most of my time and since Andy didn't want me to drive the truck down to the coast on my own I flew down to Corpus Christi and Holly and Marie picked me up. I had to switch planes in Houston. When I walked into the Houston airport the first thing I hear is "Ashley Luksys, please report to gate 24, your flight has boarded..." I think they said something else but I was FLIPPING out because I looked up and I was at gate 54! So I pulled a "Home Alone" and sprinted through the airport! I made it!!! Nothing was going to stop me- not "the funk", not stupid SW flight schedules, NOTHING!
So it was just a fabulous weekend. We did a whole lot of nothing. It was great to just lay around on the beach, in our condo, and to eat good food. We did had a traumatic eating experience, let me just say- NEVER eat at Castaways. You've been warned.

Our fabulous condo.....


Swear we didn't plan this....

Holly is a floppy hat connoisseur and she bought me this amazing hat! What a good friend I have. I seriously can't wait to rock this hat out all summer long!