Vacation in a Nut Shell

Adventure #1: Leaving my purse in one of the 1,000,000 Pensacola Subway restaurants for over 40 minutes.

Panic. Tears. Praise the ever-living Lord, it's still there when we return. Paul had to go in to get it because I looked like a tear-stained wreck, and all he had to tell them was that the name on the license was Lynn Barnett, and it was in a hot pink wallet. I knew that wallet would come in handy...

Adventure #2: Switching restaurants after 45 minutes of waiting to be seated.

In downtown Pensacola, there is a building that houses two restaurants owned by the same company - The Fish House and the Atlas. We were waiting to be seated at the Fish House, and upon being seated and looking over the menu, we realize (and had it confirmed 5 minutes later by our sweet, Samoan-looking waitress) that they did not serve snow crab legs. Now, if you know me AT ALL, you know that this is the food I had been WAITING for, mainly because it's only like, 3 points for an entire serving with WW, and even having some of the butter is okay, and man, they're awesome....

ANYWAY.

Needless to say, Paul was the supportive husband who allowed himself to look absolutely retarded as we walked across the patio to the other restaurant. I finally got my crab legs, and they were a tad overcooked. I know, I sound like a pompous ass, but I consider myself to be somewhat of a snow crab aficionado, so this was a tad disappointing. The manager, (who originally had to deal with us - the picky couple wanting some damn snow crab legs), handled himself quite well, and when he asked what I thought of the crab, I gave him my honest opinion. Once again, if you know me at all, I don't usually EVER do this. If someone I'm with chooses to complain about something, I might chime in, but never do I out and out tell anyone they should be doing a better job, blah blah blah. (Mainly because I don't want to be poisoned or have someone's saliva in my food.) Well, this manager took it upon himself to make up for the cook's mistake, and gave us a free piece of Key Lime pie. BAM. I may start complaining more...

Adventure #3: Heat stroke. Almost.

Our last night at the B&B, and we're getting ready for bed. We had just done a photo shoot at the beach a little while earlier, so we were kinda warmish anyway, but we are overheating in our room, and it's only 9:00. We've got every light off, the TV on low, and we're laying in the bed, sweating. The major problem with this is that we both get EXTREMELY hot at night when sleeping, so this is a predicament. To put it bluntly, we're almost in our birthday suits, waiting for the ceiling fan to take effect, when we remember - BOO YAH - we brought a small box fan with us in the event that the B&B didn't have a ceiling fan in our room. We plug it in, sit it on one of the chairs, and aim it at our faces. It helped. Somewhat.

The next morning, we're sitting at breakfast with some of the other couples, and one of the owners (Bob) came to the table, points at Rebecca (one of the other gals), and says, "Did you use a blow dryer last night?"

Somewhat stunned, Rebecca responds, "Um, yeah...why?"

"Well," Bob says in his New Jersey accented, almost matter-of-fact tone, "that's why the air conditioner cut off last night. The outlet you used and the AC are on the same breaker (STUPID, STUPID, STUPID), so if it was hot upstairs (eyeing the rest of the table) that would be why."

All of us (except for one couple who together, probably weighed a total of 100 lbs.) all nodded in agreement. Of course, I, with my big mouth, blurt out, "Well, I'm glad it wasn't just us. Cause we're towering infernos when we sleep, and man...it was rough! By the way, Bob, you don't have to clean any of the blankets in our room - we didn't use them." I won't see these people again...it's okay.

Other memorable moments:

• Having the weather channel say that it was going to pour all weekend, and it only rained twice that I can think of.
  
• Pictures of the sky


• Evan Almighty and License to Wed - we recommend both of them!


• King-size bed...sigh...


• Passing through Century, FL. (aw...Hannah...)


• Realizations about sand. Specifically, the fact that I hate it. Officially.


• Hearing God...


• Good food


• Activity points


• Not only did I not gain weight, I finally made my 10% goal!!! New tattoo...here I come...


• Spending time with old friends...Eric East...you're awesome. We love you!

And today, I was back at work. Boo...