the weekend rundown - festival, funnel cake & friends

The 54th Annual Oyster Festival has come and gone.

Anthony and I sat by our fire pit last night and talked about our mixed feelings about the festival.

It used to mean a fun, party weekend full of
boat rides, cocktails and friends.

Now it means shucking and serving tens of thousands
of oysters to the masses.

And selling almost as many t-shirts.  : )

Ahh, life in the oyster business.

Yes, working the Oyster Festival has given it new meaning to us, but we still managed a pretty good time.

he is SO obsessed with these cinnamon glazed nuts

We did manage some boat time, got in a few cocktails, and definitely got to see lots of friends, even if it was just from them stopping by the booth to say hi!

and of course seeing lots of ridiculous things like this:

if Jake hadn't been standing right next to me I would have sworn this was him...

It's never a bad weekend when you get to call this your hang out spot:

or when you get to hang out with your sissy : )

 and see fun friends like this!

Wyatt representing : )

and get to eat things like this: 





Saturday night was spent (freezing) at the marina, hanging out with friends and family while listening to a band, followed by Trick Dog take out. Not a bad little Saturday night.

After two days of o-fest'ing, Sunday was spent getting in good workouts, coffee and breakfast at the Local, a sunset boatride, and filet mignon on the grill and red wine by the firepit.




I'd call the weekend a success.