Last weekend Chad allowed me to escape reality and meet up with my sister and some high school friends for a girls’ weekend in Charleston, or rather Folly Beach which is a tiny beach town right outside of Charleston. My sister and her friends have been meeting up quasi-yearly forever and a few years ago I inserted myself into the tradition. They were all my friends too anyway. I think our last trip was to Tahoe (I wrote multiple posts about it, but here is one about Skiing Diamond Peak) two years ago. Did I forget about one since then girls?
I flew to Atlanta where I met up with my friend Jennifer, then she and I flew from there to Charlotte. My sister Janet picked up our friend Jodi, who also lives in Charlotte, then picked Jennifer and me up at the airport and we all drove to Charleston together.
We did make one quick stop before leaving Charlotte so that I could see my parents who were helping to take care of my nephew Cody while my sister was away.
Cody is almost three and very soon he will be a big brother. My sister is six months pregnant and we are super excited to finally be having a baby girl in the family.
We jabbered non-stop for the several hours that it took to get to Charleston, arriving right at sunset.
Our home away from home for four days:
We wasted no time pouring drinks and starting our four day long hometown gossip session.
The first night we ordered pizza from a local place and just hung out talking for as long as we could keep our eyes open. We also went for a late-night walk on the beach.
I refrained from drinking too much on Friday night because I had plans to get up early and do a ten mile run/walk on Saturday. I am actually really proud of myself for following through with those plans.
It was a chilly morning (mid-40’s), but it felt awesome to me.
Our little beach house was on West Ashley Drive, and I pretty much ran the whole length of West Ashley and then East Ashley, which conveniently ended right at five miles for the perfect turn-around point. I was rewarded at the turn-around point with the discovery of a lighthouse undergoing a preservation project.
My run/walk was slow, but steady and my average pace over the ten miles was around 16 minutes/mile. I’m fine with that. My hope is to just be able to complete the Sarasota Half Marathon without being picked up by the SAG wagon. In order to do that I just need to have an average pace of no more than 18 minutes/mile, finishing in 4 hours or less.
On my run I passed many interesting beach houses, some old and dilapidated, and some new and fabulous. Many of the Folly Beach houses looked like wedding cakes to me, especially this one:
When I got back to the house everyone was up and breakfast was made…awesome. All of the girls decided to go on another walk on the beach, but my legs were dead so I gave Janet my camera to take some photos.
Cindy, in the pink, also led a bunch of the ladies through a lunge workout on the beach.
Saturday morning it warmed up a little and we soaked up some sun on the deck.
While we were sitting out there the temperatures began to drop as the weekend cold front that hit all of the eastern U.S. moved into Charleston so we moved inside. We spent a lot of time over the weekend contemplating this huge three dimensional painting that hung in the main room of the house.
Every time you looked at this piece of “art” you saw something new.
Eventually we all bundled up and headed out to the Piggly Wiggly for supplies.
Do Piggly Wiggly’s still exist anywhere other than South Carolina?
After shopping a few of the ladies got manicures and pedicures at a little salon next to the grocery store and the rest of us went shopping at the beach shops in Folly Beach.
Once we all got home it was time to start drinking…
and to continue cyber-stalking everyone we could think of from high school.
Saturday evening we got all gussied up to head into Charleston for dinner.
We went to Anson Restaurant which came highly recommended.
Apparently double-fisting it was my MO for the evening.
We all shared some appetizers which I didn’t photograph, but were fabulous, and I had the barbecue grouper, grits, and braised Swiss chard and it was awesome.
Janet got some baby gifts…this was her mini-baby shower.
Sunday meant the departure of Allison, Chrissy, and Cindy who all had to work on Monday. We had a last group brunch at the Lost Dog Café in Folly Beach.
We all shared a plate of biscuits and gravy (not photographed) and a plate of sweet potato pancakes as a brunch appetizer.
I had a hard time choosing my entrée, but settled on the shrimp ‘n’ grits and I was very happy with my decision.
I had contemplated getting the eggs benedict special, which came with one crab cake and one shrimp cake, but luckily Allison got that and let me try it. Also awesome.
All of the food was amazing and although we were a little chilly sitting outside, we had a fun last meal all together.
After we said goodbye to Chrissy, Cindy, and Allison the rest of us drove into Charleston to do some sight-seeing and shopping at the Historic Charleston City Market.
The rest of Sunday was spent hanging out at the beach house. We had a visit from some of Jennifer’s friends who lived in Charleston and their adorable four month old twin baby girls. I refrained from being creepy and taking their photograph. In fact, I didn’t take any more photographs at all!
We did manage to take a couple of final group shots before our brunch Sunday morning…
Sunday night we ordered take-out from a Folly Beach Mexican place called “Taco Boy” and watched The Walking Dead. We were all beat from our fun weekend and sad that it was pretty much over. Monday morning Janet drove Jennifer, Melissa, and me to the airport and then she and Jodi headed back to Charlotte. It was sad to say, “Goodbye.”
Another fabulous “bitties” trip is in the books. Thank you Chad for taking care of the boys all weekend, and for doing laundry, and for the flowers that awaited me, and for always being so awesome. Thanks for including me ladies!