The title of the post clearly explains my disappearance from the blogosphere. We went on vacation (Outer Banks… again!) and Jeremy was super paranoid about announcing to strangers that our house would be unoccupied for a week. His paranoia stemmed from this story. It is a valid concern because I think with a little digging – it would not be difficult to pinpoint where we live.
So – while I kept up my tweets, I tried to be a bit cryptic with where I was without screaming I AM ON VACATION IN ANOTHER STATE. I also have to give credit to a friend that was grabbing our mail for us. She works in “security” so tends to not divulge too much info if it isn’t necessary… like when my neighbors outright ask her if we are out of town (i.e. is their house completely empty?). She responded with, “they’re around” and walked into our house.
Anywho – we got back yesterday from the Outer Banks (Duck) in North Carolina. It was a dellightful vacation but holy hell, we went down during the most HUMID week of the year. Standing outside for 1 minute would result in sweat rolling down my back. Running in this weather? I.wanted.to.die.
However, we had a beach house with a pool (!) and that was magical and well worth the money. Now I bring you some pictures… or what I like to call, “We tried to get the dogs to play in the pool or at least pose nicely for a cute photo but it didn’t work“:
These first few photos were about Petie’s curiosity about the pool. He would freak out when we were in the water and don’t even get me started if we went under water. It was pitiful. But his skittishness about us in the water also seemed to fuel his curiosity of the water…
Okay – wow. How many pictures can I post of my dogs on vacation? Plenty.
The realty office we rented our house from has an annual pet contest. Don’t think we weren’t all about trying to enter our dogs. Our dogs, however, weren’t really on board.