Memorial Day

Before I begin the tale of our memorial day weekend, I have to tell you all about the massacre that has begun here in this small town. It started slowly, you barely even knew it was happening, but now it's out of control and it's showing no signs of stopping. This weapon of mass destruction is .....THE FLY SWATTER!!!! It's out of control. A few days ago, there were just a few of them, normal. But yesterday it was crazy. There must have been at least 30 of them. (Mom, I know I told you a dozen but I started counting the ones I killed and there was definitely more.) I realize that yesterday is was 90 degrees and I probably didn't smell my finest, but.... I didn't stink like a pile of warm poop. I don't know how to seamlessly segway into a new paragraph from a pile of to a party so...

Saturday night, Cocomo's (the restaurant next door) was having a Key West party. They had a prize for the most "Key West-y" boat. There were only really 2 contenders. The Tiki boat, they must have bought out of all of Dollar General Hula skirts. And the Dinghy Broads. They had a sign like in Key West "90 miles to Cuba" and they made a shark cutout for the dinghy. Very cute.

On Sunday there was a party on MO-JO, Larry's boat. Now Larry is also the one involved in heading the stealthing operations. Needless to say it was going to be an interesting party. Apparently every year Larry holds this party. It's his annual deep frying party! No, don't worry he didn't deep fry on the boat. I have to admit I was a little apprehensive. But then again what's not good once it's fried?! They cooked or should I say fried, a turkey, 2 chickens, some ribs and a ham. And it was all good.

On monday Kosta (the owner of the marina) and his wife Ainsley were nice enough to take us with them to Williamsburg. That's right we actually left Deltaville! On the way we saw the funniest vehicle (I don't know what exactly to call it). You know how they can raise a pick-up truck and put it up monster truck-like wheels. Well apparently they can do it with old Volkswagen Beetle's too!

In Williamsburg, they took us to the mall so that Josh could buy another pair of sunglasses. (He lost his other pair that he just bought on the way down. And no having the strap on them wouldn't have helped save them.) Then we toured Old Town. My kind of tour, this is an old building, isn't it pretty. We strolled trough rather than look into every building and shop.

That pretty much sums up our weekend. We hope things are going well with all of you.

Thank you all for the Birthday wishes.

Lots of love
Birthday Girl (it's still the week of my b-day) and Josh
Fly-killers extrordinaire

PS. Aunty Michelle- all the best for the upcoming surgery, we'll be thinking of you.
Sonya- Thanks again for the candles.