the girls "rock" seaside.....

when i looked back through my photos for this post, i realized i really didn't have that many. i think i've finally learned, that if i'm too busy shooting everything, everyone, every little detail, that i end up not living in the moment. and when it comes to girl time, living in the moment is terribly important.

we thought writing meaningful messages all over our bodies with india ink would be fun, but decided making signs was a better idea considering it was so chilly outside.

okay honestly. we were never going to write on our bodies. 

even if it had been 100 degrees. paper signs are good.

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{and after surviving breast cancer, this girl is stronger then strong}

the girls were lucky enough to be here on one, of the two yearly saturdays, where seaside hosts its community sale. vendors from all over kept us thoroughly entertained, while quickly taking our money.

kim talked to this sweetheart {who reminded me of maggie gyllenhaal} at the farmer's market and learned lots about her, while i fixated on her amazing and fabulous hat.

testing a blood orange at the farmer's market. she said it was fantastic.

{i love you kim for being able to totally crack me up}

after the community sale and the farmer's market, we kicked up the sand and headed down to the beach just to be in awe for a few moments. then the {damn} chilly air sent us back indoors.

on our way back to the cottage, we met diego and we all fell in love.

on sherry's last day here {along with her hubby} we walked to the "great southern" for a warm and yummy breakfast with smoked gouda grits. 

i could live on those grits, people. i'm telling you. 

i.could.live.on.them.

and 

what's a breakfast without an appetizer of beignets. a lousy breakfast me thinks.

here we are getting ready to say our good-byes to sherry {kim still had one more day left with me} while we shivered and gave all of our cameras to sherry's hubby, al, for our group shots. 

okay, maybe it was only me, the weenie in the middle with her winter coat on, 

who was doing the shivering.

sherry, i love you and thank you for coming all the way down here to see me, while trusting me enough to make the trip worth your time. i know kim is a much better hostess then i am, so i'll thank her again right now, right here, for always making sure you had what you needed. and al, thank you for letting kim and i steal your wife for a few days. that was so sweet of you.

now if we could just get you to laugh at our videos.

and

in case anyone out there has forgotten my motto

"be yourself"

"be you"

just remember

people like you that way and being anything other then yourself, takes way too much work.

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{this is a mushroom with one of kim's painted rocks sitting proudly in the middle of it. if you are new to kim and haven't a clue to her being the rock fairy, be sure to check her out}

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the two and and a half weeks prior to the girls arriving had been in the 70's. as soon as they showed up, it cooled down, mostly noticeable due to our nights that dropped into the thirties. brrrr. as soon as they left, boom, seventies again. oh the panhandle in january and february. i love you no matter what. thankfully a cottage filled with the laughter and talking of girls goes on, no matter what the temperature. now granted, sitting for hours in the sand laughing would have been my first choice, but i can't complain. i am blessed and terribly lucky to be able to have friends visit me here. 

thank you kim and sherry for loving me. for being here. for being you.

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