Oh Eulonia...

here we come! Aka Gravania, Lavonia, Eulonie, "You loan me a dollar", the list goes on. Eulonia is a place that no one knows about unless they've been there. If you've been there, you don't want anyone else to know about it. It's a tiny marsh town near Darien, sort of between SSI & Savannah. Trent's family bought a condo here (photo courtesy of the Harveys):

When in Eulonia.... we clock countless hours on the deck, only wear t-shirts & shorts, eat a lot of seafood, go on boat rides through the marsh (where you see dolphins, gators, and a million varieties of birds), drink Corona, don't take many showers, talk about the tide, and do a lot of napping.

This particular weekend we'll be celebrating Big Daddy's 60th & cheering on the Dawgs. I must admit, I won't know what's going on, but I'll cheer when everyone else does & probably read a magazine the rest of the time. I know, it's practically a crime. Today I've accepted the fact that I'm on a tiny deserted island by myself with this not caring about football thing. Don't get me wrong, I support my alma mater and love tailgating, but the games themselves, not so much. Not even my #1 barn board fan agrees with me.....