This past weekend I went to Myrtle Beach with my family. My dad was at a SCAPPA conference. They gave me a scholarship my freshman year so I feel a little partial to them. I really had nothing to do with the conference. Instead I enjoyed a few days of baseball with Dillon, the pool, and the best: THE JACUZZI (or hot tube).

Photo postcard of Myrtle Beach

I will own a hot tub before I die. I will drive, hell walk every where. Whatever it takes but I will own one! Despite a little wind, the weather was nearly perfect. I even got to work on my pasty white legs. Now they’re move of a dirty t-shirt white as opposed to an Elmer’s glue white. Ashley also let me borrow her camera so I took some photos of my trip. Including the one above which is my favorite. It looks like a postcard.

I only *cheated* on my diet once this weekend when I had some white bread. Oh well, I felt a reward was in order. I was on vacation after all. So far, I’ve lost 9 pounds. I’m still 20 pounds from my end of semester goal. This week is going to be a little hectic. I have three tests, am trying to get the Orientation Registration system live, and trying to find something cheap and fun to do for Spring Break.

Before I left for the beach I cleaned and organized my entire room and car. It was like I couldn’t stop straightening up. Kind of weird. But now at least everything is in it’s place. It’s so much more comforting coming home to a clean room. I’m sure by the end of this week everything will be messy again though.