I really feel like my special weekends in Savannah are my saving grace. Its the “ahhhhh” right when I think I can’t take one more minute in busy Atlanta. The four hour drive down there after work on Friday just builds up my anticipation for what I know, will always be a good weekend. Even with the stomach flu, Savannah is great (yeah, that’s happened).
Bf and I were lucky and got to head down to ol’ SAV with his stepsister, Anne Bolling and her fiance (which I just spelled finance… clearly fiance is not a word I type often) for a beautiful high 70’s weekend.
Our plans were easy: Boat, cook, chill. And that’s just what we did from the moment we got there on Friday night. There is nothing better than hanging with good friends.
And hang with did. But just chatting can get a little tiresome from time to time. We needed some entertainment. Luckily, bf had gone to Costco before we hit the road and got a very much needed….
What is that you ask? Well, its a Jumbo Fun Ball of course. Duh. I know that I was lost on the concept of what on earth we were going to do with this thing. Crawl inside? Roll down a hill? Well, you just never know I guess. Let me just tell you know that this baby took about 2 hours to blow up. I didn’t help. Neither did Anne Bolling. Neither did Justin. Good luck bf… good luck.
Bf wasn’t the only one in a sad situation. The dogs (oh, how they are tortured) just hate being left out.
About half way though blowing up the Jumbo Fun Ball, we realized that we weren’t going to be able to get it outside. So we squeeeeeeezed it out in the nick of time.
Then, we had our fun.
It was awfully roomy inside. We plotted all the fun that we are going to have with this ball once summer comes. We talked of putting it in the marsh and floating in it. Sounds awesome… and a little dangerous.
The next day, Saturday, was gorgeous. I decided on my beer of the summer and I am going to stick with the red eye. It’s made in a can too for ultra classiness.
Here’s some class. Me, my cans of red eyes, and the Jumbo Fun Ball. Wow. My parents would be so proud.
Its always a little chillier on the water, but it was beautiful. The sky was blue and so was the water. The happy, newly engaged couple, smiled away as we boated over to our destination.
Oooo… just look at that. I want to be there. Right. Now.
Our destination = lunch. We went to one of my favorite boat-up-to places. AJ’s.
I got an “airplane drink” and we sat on the deck outside just enjoying the day. Anne Bolling and I thought it would be fun to teach her fiance, Justin, a lesson by taking his cell phone that he had left on the bar and then watch him look for it all over. It was entertaining… until bf called it and we were discovered. Oh, the things you do on sunny days.
AJ’s on Tybee Island has the best Crab Stew I have ever had. There is so much crab. In the winter when bf and I come back from fishing, we like to stop by AJ’s and split a bowl. It’s comforting.
All of the food was great. There is something about sitting on a patio in 75 degree weather that just makes everything awesome. I love days like Saturday.
We took it easy on the drive from lunch. A little talking… a little Cee lo Green…
I’m a foot boat driver. It’s comfortable/I was full from lunch.
Now, when in Savannah, you have to take advantage of the local scenery. We saw an old sailboat. We got on it. We laughed.
I love just scooting around the intercoastal. We had no plans. No agenda.
Just a couple of kids (30 is still kid age right?) hanging out on the water all day.
We got back to the house just as a dense fog was rolling in. I am talking a scary dense fog. It was so thick that it looked like something out of a movie.
Before the fog hit, I got some shots of one of my favorite parts of Savannah: the weathered furniture. I just love the sea beaten chairs on the dock.
I love to sit in them in the summertime waiting for everyone to load the boats and head out to the beach. I seriously can not wait for summer.
Bf had on his underdrawers. He was hot he said. Temperature hot. But the other hot too.
This weekend was a taste of what’s to come and I am salivating. That sounded grosser than I intended. The weather was awesome (had I mentioned that yet?) and the company was better. Thank you Savannah for helping me make it through.