OBX-bound

Maggie says:
I detest misspellings in the name of cuteness, catchiness, or consumerism. Kwik Kash, Kwik Kopy (both actual business names), you get the idea...

But for some reason, the Outer Banks nomenclature "OBX" has never bothered me. Maybe because it's my all-time favorite place and can do no wrong. At any rate, I'm off to OBX in a few short hours for the kind of travel plans that only an impulsive getaway would tolerate. But our 4 a.m. wakeup call is worth it for the sand, sun, mellowness, and casual Outer Banks elegance that I've desperately missed. Not to mention... two of my favorite aunts to greet us!

So I'm off yet again to make some big plans and to reset my internal clock. My body works better on OBX Time.