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Back In Pink

We got back from our mini-vacation Saturday. Emily said she really felt like she just came back from a vacation. I think I did, too. But I also had to be reminded of it, so I don’t think it was the same vacation for me as it was for her. But regardless it was amazing. We did the math and figured out of the five places we stayed, we were in no place longer than 3 nights. 3 nights in Rye, NY. We [heart] Hiltons. 3 nights in Manhattan. We [heart] pretending to live in midtown and Tribeca is our new jam. But Bubby’s, you don’t accept AmEx?! Bobby would be very unhappy with you. Three nights in Western Maryland. We [heart] marrying our two good friends. What an unforgettable experience. 3 nights in OC with Em’s mom and boyfriend. We [heart] OC. One can never window shop for air-brushed t-shirts enough on the boardwalk. And 3 nights in Duck, NC with the in-laws in a 10 bedroom hizzouse on the Atlantic Ocean. OBX is the new (and closer) Cape Cod. I can dig it.

I tell you, vacations with Emily are perfection. I am the driver and Emily is the navigator. Who needs a GPS when you have Emily and a good U.S. map?! We make the best team ever. And Lily is definitely our co-pilot these days. She did, for the most part, wonderfully the whole trip through. She’s incredible. It’s amazing how many states she’s already been to. More than I had been to when I started college. MD. PA. NY. NJ. OH. VA. WV. NC. That’s almost 20%. And did I mention she’s 3 months?! Holy crap.

And today, I decided to check how my site rendered in IE. I sort of apologize for not really checking. Well. Er. Not really. I actually thought to ask a few friends to double check it. But after looking at my iChat list, few of my friends even have PC’s anymore. It’s a great state of affairs, but sure makes it hard to cross-check for the 51% of my visitors who still use IE, not to mention a Windows-based machine. Um. Remind me again why people still use IE? For drizzle.

The Real OC

Ocean City, MD from the view of our balcony

There’s something about coming to Ocean City. It’s something most every person from the DC or Baltimore area does during the summer at some point. It’s just something we do. I’ve been coming here almost every summer since I was a child. And now we’ve been coming here more often than not just on the outside of the main season, so it’s quiet, but it’s not completely dead.

We seem to always end up:

  1. Eating at Dumser’s
  2. Playing pinball at Trimper’s
  3. Seeing awesomely airbrushed t-shirts with names like “Amber” and the like
  4. Staying in quirky hotels
  5. People watching
  6. Playing a round Old Pro Mini Golf (Not sure we’ll hit it this time)
  7. Enjoying every breath taken from the ocean air
  8. Taking pictures of our feet and ourselves on the beach
  9. Shopping at the Outlets. This time however, for the first time, we only bought clothes for someone other than ourselves. Osh Kosh B’Gosh, Carters and other various baby stores were at hand and taken advantage of. Baby clothes shopping is the best shopping ever. We didn’t even feel left out not buying clothes for myself. Not to mention GAP (you know, where white people shop) kinda sucked.
  10. Seeing a Hasid at a tattoo joint on the boardwalk. Something was not right there. This has never happened before. And probably ever will again. I just had to note it this time.
  11. Bringing on the rainy weather. This time however, it’s been a little chilly and mildly overcast at times, but it’s been rather pleasant and sunny and blue skies, for the most part.

Strangely, this will be our last vacation as a duo. Next year, we’ll be with baby doing most of the same things above. Yay!

The Real OC

Yesterday I put on the shower liner and curtain at our new place in Baltimore. It smelled wonderful. There is something amazingly satisfying about the smell of fresh plastic/vinyl. It reminds me of hot august summers spent sweating in suntan lotion in the sun in Ocean City, MD in the Atlantic Ocean. I miss it there. It’s been a few years and I think it’s time again.