Hey ya’ll. I thought that I would share some photos and stories from our recent trip to the Panama City area with the Covington-Schaefer-Huneycutt-Seaman clan. First of all, no one knew that we were coming (except mom, dad and Lisa), so everyone was shocked to see me and Allison climb out of the car when we got there. We didn’t know that we were going to get to go until the last minute (a week before). Allison had finished the better part of her thesis, and her adviser told her that her work was really good, which is what allowed us the opportunity to do nothing over the break and relax.
Me and my sweetie. We were very glad to be away from school and on vacation.
If this pose looks slightly familiar (really, it must run in our gene-pool), well…let’s just say that it’s not an accident.
Allison and I are both wearing green for St. Patrick’s Day (aka mom’s B-day). Although we were really glad to be celebrating mom’s birthday with her there in Florida, that is not why Allison is smiling. It’s either because her food has not come out yet, or because I just traded with her. Apparently the one food that Allison doesn’t like is gorgonzola cheese, and needless to say, it was all over the gigantic salad she ordered. Now she knows, and I guess I learned that it’s not so bad, on account of having to trade her what I ordered. Honestly, I’ve never seen Allison so disgusted when eating something. Never.
Chillin’ on the beach. From the hair, you may notice that we are being bombarded with severe winds, which made it moderately difficult to read. The water was too cold (and dangerous) to get in, but it was fun being outside, reading a little, visiting and watching the kids play in the sand.
Hannah and I became good buddies while in Florida. She seems to have lost all of the former feelings of terror and anxiety she would experience anytime I came near. In fact, we played a lot together and had a fun time laughing and being silly. If you surveyed the hundreds of pictures taken by the photographers in our family (Lisa has recently acquired this addictive habit), you might notice that the camera was frequently pointed at us.
James, the younger brother