Sunshine & Summertime...

The worst part of vacation is coming back to reality. After a long weekend at the beach, this past week was back to the real world :(

Friday afternoon I drove down to my best friend's in Georgia - we hit our favorite winery (The Georgia Winery.. If you've never been, you MUST at some point! They have the best wine ever, and Concord is to die for) to stock up on wines for the beach. The next morning we hit the road to head to Florida, which is about 6 hours from Rita's house. And if you know me & my best friend, we filled those 6 hours with ridiculous amounts of gossiping & singalongs.

We got to Pensacola Beach around 3ish, and immediately changed and walked down to the beach. Our hotel was on the beach, which meant for a quick walk - and was along the strip so  we weren't far from any of the local clubs and restaurants. It was when we walked up to the restaurants and pier that we started seeing signs for a seriously crazy convention going on. Let's just say it was adult themed and we had no idea what we were walking into. It was like something out of a Seinfeld episode - we go on a girls weekend, and blindly walk into something crazy. We could not stop laughing the entire trip.

One of my favorite things about the beach is going at night and listening to the waves crash. I grew up in Florida - a lot further south in Florida, though - and the sound of the ocean is one of the biggest things I miss. So after checking out some of the local places, we decided to go pour some wine in our cups, and walk down to the beach that night.. Where we sat in the chairs and had obnoxious Loretta Lynn sing alongs and listened to the ocean in the background.

That pretty much sets the tone for Sunday - because we went to the beach around 11 armed with wine, iPad, and music. From 11 to 4:30ish we sat on the beach watching shows, sipping wine, and listening to music.  Well, I say listen to music.  As usual with us - it was more like a karaoke session on the beach. Thankfully the people next to us on the beach were amused by us - not everyone loves classic country music as much as we do, and it's all we listened to. I'm pretty sure we were the only ones on the beach having a serious jam session to Donna Fargo.

Some pic spam from the weekend..

On the road again...

To this gorgeous place! Seriously, the waters, the sand...everything is so gorgeous!

Heading to the beach! Seriously, my best friend & I document everything....

Mango Margaritas - this was one of the best margarita's I've ever had! So fabulous. 

The pier behind our hotel...our hotel had this cute bar behind it along the water and this pier

This place we went to breakfast at one day was so adorable, and reminded me of some of our little shops in Nashville. It was called the Dog House or something to that affect, but the menus called it "the Weinery" 

This would be the spot I barely left on Sunday.

Toes in the sand....

Beach day number two...

As we go out into the ocean, I take my phone to take a picture, and come back with this. I have no clue if Rita was knocked down by a little wave or if she was just too intoxicated to walk out of the ocean properly...we DID drink a lot of wine! 

Helping out the Kentucky for Kentucky campaign, etching their slogan in the sand! 

We spotted this in the window of a store and immediately burst into some George Jones..."you're as smooth as Tennessee Whiskey..." I really think the folks there all weekend that didn't love country music as much as we did thought we had lost our freaking minds. 

Back to the beach to watch the sun go down the last night....

On the road.....again!