{beach love/friend love}

Last weekend will go down in the books as one of the best weekends. 
Friday morning 10 amazing people set out on a road trip to sunny Florida. We stopped 3 minutes after we started to get gas and chocolate milk. We spent about 5 minutes trying to figure out how to work the DVD player in our rental car, and mama eventually just called about it. Who knew mini vans could be so complicated?? {just as an FYI: reclining back seats are life changing. Unfortunately. I found that out 5 hours down the road.}

It was an amazing "road trip". Lots of laughing and movie watching and movie stopping because the movie was boring  and eating Kristen's delicious cookies and....I could really go on and on.

We arrived in Pensacola around 3:45pm. We checked into our creepy motel and started looking forward to a night including "partyers on the top floor".

We headed to the beach. Just to walk for a bit....



Us girls were wearing skirts and our skirts were getting soaked. And it was really annoying. But thankfully the sun was shining, so our skirts dried pretty quickly.




"Oh my goodness! It's a beach ball water tower y'all!"


A pier. I've always wanted to walk on one over the ocean. But sadly, it cost money. And we were already on a mission to keep the costs down.



Yep. The sun shone brightly the whole time. And I had a red-as-a-lobster face to prove it.


"Guys, I just really want to ride the ferris wheel." -Ellie





So, instead of going ON the pier, we went under it. :)




"Y'all, it's a bird."


"Helicopter!"


Me:"That's a really cool life-guard house thingy. I'm gonna take a picture of it."

Ellie:"Um, Neva, that guy probably thought you were taking a picture of him."

Me:"Let's go."




The moms were awesome.




Isaac made a feather out of sand.

Kristen: "I'm gonna give Isaac a ball of clay for his birthday and tell him to sculpt me something awesome."


"I just love palm trees." -Kristen


So the reason we went down to Pensacola, is because one of our friends goes to college there. And we, being the awesome people we are, decided to surprise her for the weekend. We went to her college around 8:30pm, because that's when she started work. Her friends were waiting for us, and they took us into the restaurant she works at...and long story short, we surprised Jessie and it was epic.

She goes to PCC {Pensacola Christian College} All the girls wear skirts, so the first night we went there, us gals wore skirts too. But we went back on Saturday night, and I didn't know that was in the plan. So I was wearing shorts. I was the only one wearing shorts. It was a bit awkward. :o

But anyway.




We took Jessie, {the one who has lived in Florida for the past 7 months and the person who has NOT ONCE been to the beach in those 7 months} We took her to the beach.




We took a lot of pictures.




"Ellie! Stand still. I'm gonna take a picture of my reflection in your glasses."


Jessie = super model.




"Spencer, look!" {<the only way to get a picture of him.}



Sunday morning, Ellie and I matched! :):)

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Our weekend was great. So much fun.


Comments

Anonymous said…
I love all the pictures and quotes!! Best weekend EVER!! I already miss the beach... and you guys... and the palm trees... and maybe even the creepy hotel.. ok not the last one. ;)
~Tutti
April 16, 2013 at 7:44 PM
Anonymous said…
Where did you get your church dress??? Adorable!!

cilla
April 25, 2013 at 7:01 PM
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