This time of year my family is usually gearing up for our annual beach week in the Outer Banks- tracking the weather, talking about what happy hour drinks we’ll be making, figuring out when we’ll be picking crabs, preparing to wake up for sunrise every morning (it’s a weird tradition), and wondering if we’ll be motivated enough to do anything besides sit on the beach, play cornhole, and watch our dogs act like idiots. This is the first year in a looong time that we’re not making the trip and I’m already going through withdrawals. So to torture myself (and the rest of my family) I put together a little blog post of last year’s vacation…