Another Dirty Little Secret: a house log

We have been sneaky. No, not living-a-double-life sneaky… secret-vacation sneaky. That is right. John and I quietly slipped away to a compact series of islands off the west coast of Florida and have spent the past seven days swimming in the Gulf of Mexico, eating boatloads of seafood, blogging from the beach, and working on our tans (or in my case, sunburning my left ear).

We have had mucho lively celebrating what we affectionately refer to as “Honeymoon Part Two” (since our actual honeymoon nine months ago was spent in the far northwest: Alaska, we thought it was fitting to continue our celebration of newlywedism in the far southeast this time). And simply like “Honeymoon Part One,” our little Hamburguesa came along for the ride. He had his fair share of beach adventures as well as some fairly hysterical lizard run-ins at the pool.

Stay tuned for pics of some gorge beach houses we discovered along with a few of our new go-to home decor havens (so you can vacation vicariously through us). In the meantime, you might wanna grab some sunscreen and a pleasant salt-rimmed margarita and get ready for beach week Turbodizin-style.

Psst- Wanna know more about our secret vacay? Here is the follow-up post full of details.