Boy Howdy, earlier this month Marnie and I had the great pleasure of travelling to Surf City, NC to spend some time with some paternal peeps who had rented a house on the beach for a week. Because we were late to the party, Marnie and I stayed in a hotel and decided to arrive on Friday night when everyone else would be there Saturday. Bumping around the dive-town of Surf City is good for the self-image: boy, on that beach I was slender, sleek, and really friggin good looking, to put it lightly. Lots of bad hair-cuts, overlapping guts, and spandex bikinis whose seams were being tested with industrial-sized loads.
It was nice once everyone else arrived (and brought the rains with them) and we finally found the house (where in the eff is this place!!!!) where everyone was staying. It was more peaceful and secluded. Plus, it was really great to sit around and shoot the you know what with my family. Plus, it was a great chance for Marnie to get better acquainted with everyone--and they didn't even scare her away. It is all too rare when you can get together with with peeps, whether family or friends, and just hang out. And I didn't take this trip for granted.
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