Missing the Cape

While I get reacquainted with the gym and start to ween myself off Coca-Cola, fried foods and maritas (well, maybe not maritas), here are some pix from my trip to Cape Cod last week with James.

As you may know, visits to the Cape are usually a family affair for us, but this summer we left our siblings and parental units at home and, sigh, bonded.

Seven days and twelve hours of driving later, we're all caught up on issues domestic and romantic. I'll spare you those updates and limit the post to showing off my pictures.