In Memorium

WARNING: If a picture is worth a thousand words, this post might actually count as your summer reading.

So, last weekend was Memorial Day. And as awful, cheesy as this sounds, this was a trip to remember. I, and a few others, was invited to spend the weekend down at Brian's dad's house in Milford, Connecticut.

Friday afternoon we made the drive with the top down in B's sweet ride. My views to the left and right:

And out the top:We arrived and were happy Peggy and Linda escaped near death on the highway. We had a festive Mexican feast and sang show-tunes on the baby grand with Brian's dad Steve until 1 AM.

Here's a look at the main living areas of where we stayed:


The next day dawned warm and sunny--we were treated to a fabulous pancake breakfast overlooking the ocean:

After shopping with Brian's new stepmom Carrie in town while the boys readied the boat, we took it for a little spin on the river.

The girls on the boat:
NatA!

Peggy

Linda

Here's B-Town pulling Steve. It was all fun and games until the Water Cops kicked us off the river. Something about expired registration...

... after docking, loading, and picking up the new registration from the house, we were on the water again. We experienced a shady underbelly of a dock and the water gave Peggy giardia. Ask her about it.

This is the creepiest picture of all time:

After attending Sacrament Meeting in a 30-person YSA branch, where the 2nd speaker referred to Jesus as a "walking ball of charity," we had a Panini Party back at the house. Brian gets a bit confused:



Linda and I go on a little walk with Steve and Carrie along the coastline. Here's the view, and the happy couple. On our walk, we found (1) lobster buoy and (1) message in a bottle.

Day #4 dawned bright and early and we treated ourselves to some Memorial Day karaoke. Highlights included Linda's stirring renditions of "Breakaway" and "Downtown", Steve's "I'm a Believer" and Peggy's Bette Midler impersonation:



Peggy lets loose on "Close to You" while Brian and Linda relax while remembering the true meaning of Memorial Day.

Good heaven's though, the trip was infinitely better than I could ever post, write, or photo about here. I didn't even take that many photos! I missed both game nights (Pit, Connect 4 tournament, Cranium Pop Culture), our Arts & Crafts afternoon (shrinky-dinks), Sloppy Jose's, pizza dinner and Steve's "Cocacabana" story, laying out at the beach, watching movies, chit-chatting, laughing, piano-playing, slimy-diner-eating, 4-day, 3-night red-carpet-has-been-rolled-out vacation. It was awesome. I hope everyone else's Memorial Day weekend was as wonderful as mine!

So what's your favorite? Peggy doing Bette? Pervy Brian going for the kill on Peggy? Me trying to shake the New England paste? Brian forgetting the question 5 seconds after it was asked? Or are you just happy I'm back?