Galvez with Bethancourts & Pines

I am 60 photo albums behind on editing.  60.  I think I am going to toss Photoshop for awhile and take the good graces of whatever photos I got.  I have to get the ball rolling on so many things before life changes permanently and this blog goes down to the ground.  Which may be the Lord's intent anyways.  Who knows.

I am back in August, the first weekend to be exact.  Apparently I wrote this post a month ago and never posted it.  I haven't even reread it in an effort to keep going.  I just finished my last Photoshop bunch of photos...500 of them from California.  It's what set me over the edge.  Must move on and live life to the fullest...which is not behind my computer screen....


Started off the weekend (in August, for context) with Justin and I getting to the beach house early.  After last minute going to the doctor that morning and seeing another pedo doc that told us he had a nasty ear infection.  Load up on meds and get to the house.  My house key got stuck in the lock, so I went to find the hideaway key we all know where to find.  I somehow in this mess turn off the blower to the AC.   An hour after being there the temp in the house gets hotter than when I showed up.  Justin trying to nap but hard since the air feels like a blow dryer.  Nap aborted even though sick boy needs rest.  Propping open windows to let the breeze of the 97 degree outside to cool off the house.

In the meantime after calling an AC repair guy to come late on a Friday afternoon, Justin decides to cool off by cleaning the house.

And the car.

All the while trying not to get his infected ear wet to further aggravate the infection.   Hmmm.


Bethancourts then arrive while gasping at the possibility of no AC.  What shall we do?

Put on your swimsuits and wait for the AC guy to come and tell you that the fan switch is off.  Fork over amount for initial visit, smile stupidly, and be off on your way.  Oh, and offer the guys some banana chocolate chip cake as an apology.

Get ready for a boat ride.

Have sick boy navigate the high seas

Went to the beach without sick boy that evening but the trooper came the next day

Leslie came with the kids minus Chris who was under the weather as well.  We were a shaky bunch.

Then Derek took all three boys to go putt putt.  Apparently it was quite comical as all three firstborn boys were trying to see who won.

We had a fantastic time for our second annual trip.  Next summer there will be gads more kids, so we'll see how we work it.  Love spending quality time with faithful friends!