Life in general can be very stressful. Owning a business has its fair share of stress. It is easy for me to get caught up in it, work too much, get consumed, and STRESS OUT. Lately, I have been feeling a little stressed and I suppose the preparation for the launch of our new collection, Coastal Living, had me daydreaming of the sun, surf, and sand. Realization that I might need a break set in.
So on a recent bike ride with my sweet husband, who by the way fixed up my bike and is encouraging me to ride(this is a whole blog post of its own) I said, “I need a trip to the beach”. And his answer…”Done.”
So here we are, in a cute little resort at Perdido Key, Fl. I am in heaven. I am a Florida girl. I grew up in the sunshine state. I spent most of my weekends on the beach from the age of 4 to 20. I LOVE the beach. It takes me back to a part of me that I sometimes loose when I get consumed with everyday responsibilities. It reminds me of where I am from and the many experiences that have shaped who I am today.
Now my figure is not what it was back in the day and I have retired all of my cute little bikinis. But the minute I stepped out of the truck and my feet hit the sand a transformation took place. I held my head high, breathed in the salty air, and smiled.
As I walked down the beach in my “tankini” I felt like Bo Derek (only people my age will know who this is). Even with the SPF110 enhancing my glowing white complexion, I was in my element. Completely at home and relaxed. You see, my snow white complexion might lead you to believe I am a snowbird, but I can assure you I am a beach babe on the inside.
Rick and I spent the day laying on the beach and enjoying the surf just like we did when we were teenagers. We reminisced about our younger days and growing up in what most people consider a paradise. With every minute my cares rolled away into the ocean with the waves.
After a day of sea water misting my face, saltwater air, building sandcastles, listening to the sounds of waves and seagulls we left the beach. The only thing that could possibly make this day better is if our final destination was 171 Pinellas Way North. Home sweet home. So I closed my eyes and followed the familiar road home in my mind. A perfect ending to a perfect day. Then suddenly, tugging me back to reality I hear Rick say, “Great!, Brian (my brother-in-law) just sent me article about the problem of flesh eating disease on the Florida beaches. Thanks Brian.
Flesh eating diseases aside, we had a wonderful couple of days at Johnson Beach, FL (how fitting since we are the Johnson’s). If you have never been, I encourage you to check it out next time you are in the Pensacola Beach Florida area.
Now I am back at home. Relaxed, rejuvenated, and ready to get to work. We have been working like crazy at AllyOops to bring you great new merchandise collections, new promotions and exciting events. Please continue to follow us to keep up to date on all the fabulousness(is that a word?) happening at AllyOps.