Sunday, July 31, 2011

Home Again

My in-law's house is amazing. It's huge, it's gorgeous, it's a short jaunt to the Atlantic Ocean (it is their dream retirement home after all). The carpets are plush, the hardwood floors are as smooth as silk, the sheets are softer than air, the towels are cushy and so absorbent that they practically dry you when look at them. There are plenty of comfortable places to hang out, and there's even cable (we refuse to pay for it ourselves when we barely watch any tv, although we did enjoy it on vacation). We love Hilton Head, even at its summer season tourist peak, because of the greenness, the trees meeting overhead, the huge beach space when the tide is out, our favorite restaurants (Market Street Cafe, Aunt Childada's, the Crazy Crab, Jump and Phil's), our traditions (fudge at Coligny Plaza, Black Market Minerals, playing at the mall playground), and the fact that there is always something new to do.

But this morning we are really happy to be home. Yes, there's tile and a lower grade of carpet, our sheets are a lower thread count, the towels not as plush, we can't spend money like we're on vacation, and it's back to our usual routine, but we love it.

There's no place like home.

1 comment:

Sprite's Keeper said...

I, for one, am glad you're home! I just read both posts back to back. Your in-laws' house sounds amazing, but sometimes getting back to the basics you know feels just as good as the opulence you visit. Sprite is back in the Friday PM class this week and is asking for Lilli and Elizabeth. So, whenever you decide what you're going to do, let me know. And PLAYDATE! SOon! Like immediately soon! Missed you!