One Month and Counting...

She's getting married. It finally hit me this past weekend while we were in Ocean Isle for the bachelorette bash. My little baby sister is tying the knot. And you know what, I couldn't be happier for her. This weekend was just what I needed in a lot of ways. Not only do I not get to see Maggie as much as I wish I could, but usually there are boys around and we don't get to have good-ole girl time that I sometimes crave. Maggie is going to be a beautiful bride. She's already a beautiful person, inside and out. She's a beautiful sister, daughter, fiance and teacher. Maggie truly is one of the most wonderful people in the world. She has a heart of gold and wears it on her sleeve. But she can be one tough cookie. I don't tell her how amazing she is enough....but she is.

It's weird to think that she'll have a new last name and she'll actually be living with her boyfriend, wait, make that husband. Eeeek. But it's her perfect life. Her and Brad are perfect together. After dating 8 years, they've figured out that no one else will make them happier than one another. Yes, it's weird that she's getting married...but it's not weird that she's marrying Brad. In fact, it'd be even weirder if they weren't getting married.

In one month, I'll be packing my bags and heading to Charlotte for a long weekend. I'm going to go ahead and admit that there will be tears but I can assure you that there will be far more laughs. I can't wait to see her walk down the aisle in a white (and might I add, GORGEOUS) dress. I can't wait to hear her say "I do" to her best friend. Lastly, I can't wait to stand next to her and support this next adventure in life.

Maggie, I love you.

deep blue sea.

I haven't posted in awhile (probably because I put my entire life on facebook) but that's me reeling in a dolphin. The thrill of being the one to bring a fish like that to the boat is something that wouldn't have interested me two years ago. Yet these days, my weekends consist of Hatteras, suntan lotion and sea sickness. That's right, that nauseous feeling that sucks. Last year I did not get sea sick once - and I went out in the double digits. This year, I've gone twice so far and so far I've gotten sea sick twice. So I'm on a new mission. I must find a cure for this. It is not okay. I will continue to go out 2o-plus miles but there's no way I can continue to feel sick and be forced to lay inside the boat for 6-plus hours. No way. Suggestions? Thoughts?

Also - if you've never seen a marlin in real life, it's unreal. They are one of the most amazing fish to me. Their eyes are HUGE and they are HUGE. I'm truly blessed to be able to go out into the deep blue sea and witness it first hand. I hope to never take it for granted. Also, if you ever get the chance to go - GO. Even if you're afraid of getting sea sick...GO.

So if you're wondering where I've been on the weekends for the past month and where I'll be the next couple months on the weekends, I'll be in Hatteras Heaven.