MOTHER’S DAY WEEKEND – NEW BERN TO CHARLESTON AND BACK

I know I’m in the minority here, but I no longer enjoy traveling.  In my younger years, I could sleep on a dime, anytime and anywhere.  Not so today.  As a senior, I need perfect conditions to hopefully get a good night’s sleep, and even then it’s a crapshoot.  Thanks to fibromyalgia, if the weather is changing it can keep me up all night even when it doesn’t make a sound.  And then there’s food.  A leaky gut has left me questionable dividends of multiple food intolerances, so I rotate some of my foods to lessen reactions.  Spicy and fried foods, nuts and chocolate are all no-nos for my hiatal hernia.  And, as a prediabetic, careful monitoring of carbs is the order of the day.  Needless to say, this makes dining out a real challenge.

Our grand-nephew graduated Charleston School of Law last Saturday, so we happily drove to Charleston to help him celebrate.  Our trip began early Friday morning with breakfast at Jacksonville’s Cracker Barrel, then on to Wilmington to shop and have lunch at the Blue Water Waterfront Grill in Wrightsville Beach. 
Next stop was Murrell’s Inlet to visit old friends.  We all ate at Quigley’s Pint & Plate in Litchfield before Guy and I turned in at Pawley’s Plantation Golf & Country Club for the night. 
The fried fish and chips for lunch and the heavily sauced fish for dinner combined to keep me up all night, but morning came anyway and I had to get up and get going. 

I vowed to make better food selections on Saturday, starting with breakfast at Applewood Pancake House in Litchfield
and a light lunch at Noisy Oyster in Charleston.  By the time we got to Hall’s Chop House after the graduation, things were calming down and I wanted to keep them that way. 
After a good night’s sleep and a hot breakfast at the Patriot Point’s Quality Inn, we headed home on Mother’s Day, hitting Wilmington at lunchtime again.  This time we ate at the Front Street Brewery and ended our trip on a low note with a very disappointing meal. 
Too tired to cook or dine out, we both appreciated a rotisserie chicken from Harris Teeter on Mother’s Day, and -- most of all -- the comforts of home, sweet home.
Hope you all had a wonderful Mother’s Day.