Tuesday, July 5, 2016

The Seymour Clan Hits the OBX

This summer our usual travel schedule is varying a bit. For the first time in 13 years, we are not headed to Buffalo this summer, and I must admit I'm a bit sad about that. However, the trip we had in its place was pretty awesome, so I really can't complain. With Karen spearheading the effort, we had a combined Seymour Family vacation in the Outer Banks of North Carolina. We rented a terrific house that was a just a few minutes' walk to the beach, had its own pool, and was also a short walk into town for restaurants, shopping and more. I confess that I had been dreading the long drive (10.5 hours), but I readily admit that it was well worth it!
An early morning stroll to check out the beach.
The vacation was so great that, in the grand scheme of things, we didn't take that many photos. Not a one of our entire group, which is a definite oversight. Nor do we have any photos of jet-skiing, which Tim, Clare, Danny, Karen, Brian and I all participated in and loved. Hopefully our memories will suffice!

While she visited the beach plenty, the pool is generally where Laura preferred to be. Meanwhile, this was the trip that convinced Danny of the awesomeness of the ocean - something Clare and Tim have always known!

Incredibly, the pool came equipped with two gators!
Lunch while the boys golfed.

Danny was VERY fond of Baby Ryan!

I got to exercise my cake hobby for Ryan's 1st birthday - quite an honor!

Laura in action.
Overall, it was a terrific week with family time, relaxation, and fun in the sun - and one that I suspect will be repeated, which is really the highest praise of all!

Monday, July 4, 2016

Liz's First Peacthree Road Race

As a runner in Atlanta, it's nearly unheard of that I had never run the Peacthree Road Race, a July 4th tradition. That said, I have only been in town for the event maybe twice. This year was different, however, so Christa invited me to join her and I agreed with some trepidation. After all, running in the summer is just about my least favorite thing. "It's such a BLAST!" I've heard over and over, but hard a hard time believing. Until I ran it. It really was a great time - and that's despite some seriously steamy conditions! Not sure where the next July 4th will take me, but if I'm in town, I'm running it again. Possibly in a tutu.