
I don't care how excited you are to go on a trip, it's always better to come home... even if it means having laundry that is covered in sand.
The girls and I had a four hour trip by car to get to Rockport, the location of our family vacation. All I can say is THANK YOU FOR BUILT-IN DVD PLAYERS. (If you have even a smidgen of a passing notion to get a built-in DVD player for your van, SUV or car, I implore you to do it! You will not regret it, for it will be the best coupla grand you have ever spent... hand's down!)

The trip there was an easy drive, but I had to have my hand on the Google Maps directions the entire time. I have never driven in that part of the world, so I wasn't familiar with any of the podunk highways I was traveling on.
Note to self: If it is 11:00 a.m. and you are in or near a town that has one or two fast food joints, stop
and eat. Unfortunately, we whizzed by several towns in the late hours of morning, but I was making good time, so I decided to push back lunch a bit. Well, that was a bad idea, because the next town was about 75 miles away. Yep... no bathrooms or food. Nice. Unless you think this General Store was worth visiting!
We did finally stop and eat in a town called Tivoli (population 540). I've been to Tivoli before... but it was in Denmark. No, this Tivoli is the crown jewel of the East Coast. Not really. There was a Dairy Queen, we ate there, it was scary.
We made it to Rockport in one piece. My folks showed us around the mansion that would be my home for the next four nights. I thought it was suitable.
The house was awesome. It was very spacious and roomy. The



kitchen was to die-for, with a huge
Viking range and ventilation indoor, granite countertops, huge center island, professional appliances, it was a cook's dream! Each bedroom had it's very own full bathroom! There were two huge balconies and two large patios. And, the house had it's very own boat slip. Oh, and notice the indoor landscaping? Yes, it was unbelievable. The house belongs to a woman that lives in my folk's neighborhood. Let's just say, she came into some money later in life...
My folks were excited to see the girls. The girls have never seen the

beach, so as you can guess, that was first on our agenda. I was pooped out from the drive. So, I lounged in the chair, while my folks helped the girls make sand castles and look for seashells. If you have ever had the good fortune to visit a Southeast Texas beach, you will know that it is, for a lack of a better word... ick! There are not sandy white beaches and crystal clear waters. Nope, it's just not gonna happen. Not until you hit Padre Island from what I hear...
The next day, we hung around the house and the girls played with their cousins, Brandon and Brady. The boys are 14 and 11, but


played very nicely with the girls! After lunch, we took the kids to the community pool that had a great area for small kids and a large pool with diving boards for the big kids. The boys took turns showing off for the ladies...er, um... doing diving tricks off the diving boards, while the girls played on the slides and in the sprinklers. My mom even showed

the boys that even a 60 year old woman can jump off the diving board. I would have gone off too, but Elisan insisted that I NOT go off the board. I think she was fearful of diginity. Not her dignity, more like my dignity.
(I'd be happy to send anyone a picture of my mom jumping off the diving board, but for fear of future repercussions, I'll refrain from posting them publicly.)The girls were tuckered out after a day of swimming and playing.

Here's the proof! After dinner, we went for a boat ride in a pontoon boat. It was great fun and everyone had a nice time looking at all of the million dollar homes and the yachts to go with them. Some people just have more money than they know what to do with, right?
The next couple of days were filled

with trips back to the beach and the swimming pool. Randy joined us on Wednesday night and the girls were excited to see him. They were proud to show him the beach. For whatever reason, the jellyfish were in full force that day. We saw hundreds of them floating in the water and washing on shore. Maybe it is mating season for the jellies. Whatever the reason, it kept us out of the water... thank God for small miracles. We leisurely walked down to the pier and took in the sights.



A nice old guy stopped us along the way and snapped a few pictures of us. That was sweet and it was really the only time I was able to get all four of us in a picture. Later on, we settled under a bamboo umbrella and watched the girls dig to their heart's content. Randy and I lounged in the beach chairs taking in the sights and breathing the fresh salty air.
We decided to cut our trip short by a day, because we were tired and ready to come home. As nice as that house was, there is nothing like the comfort of your own bed and bathroom!
So, we're back, rested and all of the laundry done and put away. No one had a sunburn, thanks to several layers of sunscreen applied liberally to everyone.
Here are a few more of my favorite pictures. Enjoy!
Brady and Elisan
Diggin', diggin', diggin
Elisan, Brandon, Brady and Aunt Christi
Pop and Meme
Kyla Mae
Elisan Rae
Brady and Christi
Kyla in the hole she dug
Bathing beauties!
Pop and the girls
My brother, Tim
Meems and the girls
Mommy and Elisan
Building sand castles
YUM Popsicles
Edited to add: Okay, if you click on the pictures of me, you will notice the big ol' granny glasses I'm wearing over my prescription lenses. No, I don't think I'm cool... in fact, I feel like a big ol dork wearing them... And, I have Transistion Lenses in my prescriptions glasses but they don't get dark enough. See, the problem is, that bright light is my main "trigger" for migraines. If you get migraines, you know that you will avoid them at all costs... even it means your diginity. So... because of that, I wear the granny glasses. And what do you know? I got a migraine on a vacation because I opted to NOT wear them outside on one particular afternoon. So, there!