Nags Head Vacation Extravaganza

As is my newest custom, I’m writing a blog about something that happened nearly two weeks ago. The idea is to remember as little as possible about what I’m writing about. It makes blogging more of a challenge. The challenge tonight was remembering what trip we recently went on. I poured myself a nice glass of wine, sat down in the living room, and started preparing for my blog about our most recent trip. I realized I had already written about New York. What was left? Where did I spend an entire week, 7 days even, recently?

Ahha! Nags Head, North Carolina (RAISE UP!)

We took Diana’s car because my Jeep is not the workhorse it once was. In fact, of the four of us that live here - 3 separate cars were driven. To think - the mountains of recycling we put out every other week was completely cancelled out by our need to drive separately. But at least we’re canceling shit out!

I could provide a full summary of all events throughout the week but that would be:

1. Way boring for anyone who wasn’t there.
2. Way too much work.

So instead, I’ll give you… all of the highlights!

• Diana and Sandy were in this knitting competition. And although they won’t admit it, they were both risking arthritis to see who could knit the largest quantity of this incredibly elaborate stitch. I think Diana won, but I don’t want to get caught in the middle of it. Plus, I’m biased. Brownie points.
• Grant taught me how to surf! I tried last year but nearly got my torso ripped apart by a mass group of sharks. Well, this spring I studied sharkology and found that punching them in their stupid noses will cause them to back off. So Grant and I spent several days learning the motion of the ocean. He was awesome. He was always hanging out with this group of other surfers who were too embarrassed to surf near me. Because of my cult-like shark following.
• Anne Spraker, AKA Bacon Spraker, who is a frequent reader of this blog, and David Shultz (of The Skyline) came down and invited us to one of their properties. I was promised there was a Dacquiri Machine. I don’t know where that came from, because there was only a blender with Pina Colada freezer mixes. But we played this awesome game called… Catch Phrase. It’s a permanent staple in our friend group game collection.
• Grant, David and myself took a trip down to Cape Hatteras. My buddy Mike Lester’s parents have a restaurant in Buxton called Finnegans. We ate their foods, which were glorious, then went fishing at the Frisco Pier. It was amazing - we caught NOTHING. Nothing but crabs.
• Carla Mathews and I basically slaughtered all opponents in Scrabble. This happens a lot, we’re kind of like the Lance Armstrong of Scrabble. The funny thing is, I didn’t have to be present for much of the game - major stomach problems (the details of which I will pleasantly omit).

That’s all I have for now. There’s more, but this isn’t a book - it’s Cliff’s Notes!

Seeya! Pictures are below.

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