Vacation at Myrtle Beach

October 4, 2004

Good morning, Sunshine [Greta]!

Well, we’re here in Myrtle Beach! It was a long trip. I hate riding in the car for 13 hours. My parents, Alex, and I visited our friends Steph and Pat in Winnsboro yesterday. According to people from their church, they thought it would take approximately two hours. Not exactly. Try three and a half!

Driving the back hills of South Carolina was beautiful. It was nothing but farmland and stately plantation homes. Exactly what you would picture the south to look like with its palm trees and cherry tree-lined driveways leading to the sprawling houses with their wraparound porches. Each porch was full of rocking chairs of all kinds. Wicker, white, wood, plastic. You could just imagine sitting there, rocking slowly while feeling the warm breeze on your neck, a dripping glass of southern sweet tea in your hand. We finally made it and had a pleasant time visiting them.

It poured all day yesterday, but it’s supposed to be sunny the rest of the week. Our condo sits on a golf course and our second floor balcony overlooks a green. Alex is in heaven! Although he didn’t bring his clubs, but they wouldn’t fit in the car with all our stuff. We don’t have a lot planned for the week. The only thing we’re definitely going to is the Dixie Stampede one night. Otherwise, it’s whatever we feel like doing! Which can get interesting with a family of indecisive people. You only get to experience it when I’m like that. Try all four of us! We all have our own opinion, but we don’t share it. Imagine that.

So how was your weekend at your mom’s house? Did you have a good time? Did she have a list of things for you to do? Did you tell her about your cancer?

Got anything exciting planned this week? How are you feeling? Are you getting any more sleep? I hope so. I worry about you, ya know.

Pray for me this week of vacation and that I hold my tongue and my temper. I’ve already struggled with it with my parents. Part of it was just being in the car too long. Everyone was a little snippy. But I’ve discovered why I sometimes eat the way I do…enter mom! She got on my case yesterday because I wasn’t eating everything on my plate. She always comments on whether I’m snacking (“You’ll ruin your dinner”) or if I don’t eat a lot at dinner (I never do). I’m not a big eater. I eat small portions, but I don’t eat everything on my plate, then something’s wrong and I’m not eating enough. Yet, I get comments because of my weight and eating too much! Anyways, I won’t go into all of this tonight.

Have a good day and don’t get into too much trouble. Ha ha.

Love,

Kat

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About Kat

Kat Collins is a wine professional and freelance writer with a focus on wine and food, based in the Lehigh Valley area of Pennsylvania. Kat believes in living life authentically, handwritten recipes passed from generations, food, wine, art, culture, music, and technology. She was born in Pennsylvania but raised in New Jersey, is a Bibliophile at heart, cooks from the heart for the soul, and lives with an array of books, wine, cookbooks, two cats, and a very patient wife. LEGAL NOTE ------------------------------------------------------------------- Do not copy or quote anything without express permission. All rights are reserved and I retain ownership rights over all intellectual property published here under 'Kat Collins and Karen Dixon' - 2011 © Kat Collins Karen Dixon View all posts by Kat

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