North Carolina

Luke and I went to Wilmington, NC over Easter weekend (yeah yeah yeah, I know...it was 2 weeks ago...). We hung out with his cousins at a great little house on the coast, played bocce ball on the beach, drank and played card games, and then met up with my aunt and uncle for brunch on Easter Sunday. They fed our sorry, hung over, tired little asses, and then took us out on their boat. It was a sunny day and the cool air was just what we needed to lift our spirits for the seven hour drive home. Thanks Aunt Bobbie and Uncle Steve!













Hey look! There's a tall ship!


















And a shrimp boat! Forrest Gump anyone?

Overall, a great weekend. But I was left with this one burning question: Who's the genius who let a 13-year-old boy name his boat?