Mission: MDW

"Goin' to DJais in my car!"

"B-E-L!"

"M-A-R!"

Oh, Memorial Day Weekend.  First and foremost, we must remember that Memorial Day is a day of recognition of all those who have given their lives so we might have ours.  Thank you so much to all who have served and who are still serving.  

Somehow, perhaps in our anxiety to leave behind the dregs of winter, especially one as brutal as this one has been, it became a weekend of surf, sand and sun or beer, booze and bbq to look forward to.  Although the weekend was marred by a few showers here and there, it was definitely still a hot hot hot weekend.  

I had a good time down at the shore.  It was great seeing people you haven't seen in awhile and bask in the revelry of everyone's good moods.  Though the bars were packed, I didn't mind so much...well, except for Bar A.  I will never go there on a holiday weekend, ever again.  Mark my words.  At least I had the common sense not to go anywhere near DJais.  Oh, and you can't beat Main Street Cheesesteaks...mmm, that garlic butter steak is sinfully wunnerful! 

Memorial Day itself was spent at home, detoxing.  Almost.  My dad had gotten me a 40 of some Japanese beer as a MDW present.  How sweet.  We played tennis and H-O-R-S-E, barbecued all the live long day...it was fantastic-ly mellow, yet still tiring.  I was in bed by 12 and up and at 'em by 5.45am.  I've been dragging my heels all day...but it was so worth it.

go HERE.  This is what some of Belmar looked like.  Although I'm sure it was nowhere near as bad as Seaside.