Eating and drinking and eating again at the beach.

We had a great anniversary weekend! We did a lot of “firsts”. For the first time we: ate oysters, ate a Fractured Prune Donut, went to three new restaurants…my God, it’s all food.

We spent sometime on the boardwalk (remember,no kids!). I convinced Brian it would be fun to go into a cheesy Maze of Mirrors. It cost a lot but I thought it was worth it because it looked huge…turns out it was 6×4 ft, the mirrors just made it look bigger- go figure.

I know, he looks thrilled.

We moved on to the games and I was a force to be reckoned with!  I was aggressively winning stuffed animals at the Horse Race game. Brian said he’d never seen me so aggressive (I think he was turned on). He said it had something to do with the blood red full moon. I think it had more to do with the two margaritas.

Eerie bloody red moon

I was on a roll until a 10 yr old boy bellied up to the saddle. He had a strategy that I couldn’t figure out. He was winning, and he was smug. But when I finally won that freakin huge cow  I held it up high and yelled,”In your face Junior, In.Your.Face!”  Brian took a victory pic of me and quickly ushered me out of there in case the kid’s parents were around.

I won! Go cry to your mother junior.

Later it was my turn to pull Brian away from Skee ball. He became obsessed “just two more smalls and we can get a medium to trade in for a large. Then do it again two more times to get two more larges and we can trade in for a jumbo….”.  I had to slap him out of it. When the glaze left his eyes, and his right arm stopped swinging, we went home. We were in every night by 10pm and slept in until 10am. It was fabulous! Oh yeah, we missed our kids deeply, very deeply.