Debauchery. But not too much.

This 4th of July was definitely the best to date. Ever. Imagine my surprise when you take into account the fact that it was, indeed, celebrated at “The Bay” as opposed to “The Beach” AND there was an ice luge involved. Yup. An ice luge. Sure, we briefly considered spending the 4th by the pool instead of fighting the traffic/parking/people/cops/etc. of PB. But we went. And aren’t we glad we did!

We had a sweet parking spot saved in our honor allowing for a laid back morning with minimal rush to the beach. Also working in our favor were the fabulous party peeps who busted their butts at 6am to set up three tents, a bbq, kiddie pool, beer coolers, ice luge, and a ton of food at our campsite. Having Kristen’s place 200 yards away made the day even more enjoyable allowing for naps, clean bathrooms, and overall safety from the massive party taking place on the sand.

After all was said and done, it was a fantastic 4th. I even managed to keep my 5th annual tradition of missing the fireworks. Bummer. But I woke up again in time for ‘The Luke Wuellner Show’. Which was well worth the awake-ness and the slumber party on the couch. It was a great mid-week weekend.

And now we’re off, yet again – looking forward to days spent on the lake, family, concerts, H&M and cheese steaks galore.

Song o’ the day…Damn It Feels Good to Be a Gangsta…Geto Boys

xo smile like it’s vacation time – again!! xo