Hello, kids. I'm writing to you now from the aptly-named "Surf Shack," the place my MIL rented (sight unseen) for us at Nags Head. I have plenty to tell you about, but Brian's got an eagle eye on my laptop's battery light, as I forgot to bring the charger and he's all panicked that it will power down right as he posts to his Finance 591 discussion board. (Bo-ring.)
Quick preview of what's to come:
We've been locked out. With groceries. The wind is so strong I feel as though I've had a facelift. And I can't wait to fill you in on all the juicy details between the locked-out episode and the new foal I saw on the beach at Corolla this morning.
Stay tuned!
xoxo,
Nags Head Girl
Like a waterfall in slow motion, Part One
2 years ago
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