I did that thing again where I just disappear from my blog because I lack focus and also go to the beach a lot. I guess we’ll all just have to accept that I’m a big ole flake at the end of summer. Continue reading
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again – I love a rainy day. No matter what time of year, the feeling of coziness it evokes is just so lovely. I don’t even mind it during a long weekend at the beach. You can only bake in the sun for so long, ya know?
When your Instagram and SnapChat feeds are full of images of rosé and beach shots from the French Riviera, there is nothing to do but get yourself to a similar locale as soon as possible. So, this past weekend when several of my coworkers were traipsing along the Mediterranean downing pretty pink wines, I returned to LBI for a weekend of bike building, yacht club cocktail hours, and as always, more grilling.
Did you guys know that I’m, like, such a beach kid?