Memorial Day 2010

Miss me? Yeah, I missed you too.

Spent the weekend on the beach (Lake Jackson) with good friends, a ridiculous amount of mosquitoes and other biting insects, and lots and lots and LOTS of beer. Ouch. This is the 10th year that the group has been meeting at the beach on Memorial Day weekend. It was dubbed "White Trash Beach Bash" and it is an event that Chuck and I look forward to every year. After a day and a half I'm usually worn out completely, but this year we held on for another day of fun.

Oh, and this is the sign right outside our beach house.
Welcome to Texas, right?

Can you read it? It says "WARNING. Rattlesnakes. Enter at your own risk."


The Martins getting Iced in a game called Bros Icing Bros. Not sure why I caught both of them and no one else getting Iced. Weird.

Jack on the deck at the beach house.

Thomas at Kitty's Purple Cow.

And then the power went out on the entire beach while we were at a restaurant for dinner Saturday night. The group began singing in the dark. I don't know why. Drunk people do weird things that seem perfectly reasonable, sane and funny at the moment. You can hear the video (can't see it because it was pitch black) by clicking here. Geez, I just listened to it and muttered to myself, "Oh Lord." Seriously, that is what a bunch of drunk thirty-somethings (and two pregnant women) sound like. Wow. Thanks to the sober ones for putting up with the drunkards.

Here are some cute pictures of my babies from the weekend. I missed them sooooo much! I was so anxious to get home yesterday so I could snuggle with these little munchkins.

George eating pizza at Chuck E. Cheese.

He can eat a whole slice, but the big kids whine that they need
theirs cut up into smaller bites. Wimps.

Luke and Evie decided to dress up as cowboys yesterday for no apparent reason.
Damn, they're cute.

Precious Evie. Isn't she beautiful?

I feel so blessed to have such wonderful friends and family.
What a beautiful and exhausting weekend.