this past weekend daniel and i went to fripp island, sc with his family for a long weekend.
we left thursday night and after a flat tire on the side of 75 outside atlanta, stopping to eat, stopping to pee (twice), and traffic….we finally made it about 11:30 pm.
we waited up for his parents- and everyone got to bed about 12:30 am.
but we were up in time to see the sun rise….
when daniel told me that we would be doing this- i kind of started freaking out.
yes i was raised on the lake. i can swim like a fish. and i’ve even caught several fish in my day….but the ocean is a different story.
i was afraid of 2 things:
(1) i would get sea sick, be miserable, and turn green like a cartoon character.
(2) a co-worker of mine told me that when she went deep sea fishing; after they caught a fish- the deck hand took out a bat and beat the fish to death---i was mortified. O.M.G.---i knew i would not be able to handle that. and would probably jump off the boat and swim back to shore if that happened. really.
THANKFULLY though---neither happened.
and i even got to reel in a fish: