

So this blog thing is tough to keep up with...I nag the boys almost daily and then I can't do it either. We were away from the computers for a few days last week...got to do our first trip to Tinsley last Wednesday through Friday. Thought I would give the boys a break from vegging out at home and Peter a chance to continue the bathroom project without interruption. So we packed up our stuff and told Stash to make room. It was a nice little mid-week visit to the island to set up our lockers and check out the new bbq's and work out room. Everyone on the island was getting ready for the big family weekend. Last year I swore "Never again" and we were set to bug out on Friday afternoon before it kicked into full swing. The boys spent their days eating, meeting their old friends, jumping from houseboat to houseboat, swimming in the pool and kayaking around the island. It was nice and everyone got their initial sun burn going. We left just in time - beat the crowd and the traffic going the opposite direction. The rest of the weekend was filled with dinners at the Neulight's and Schwart's and a bike ride to Sausalito. We watched the Coast Guard pull an airplane out of the Bay that had crash landed in front of the old Houlihan's. Yesterday, the 4th, was spent at Dave Calabretta's wedding in San Leandro at Dave's Place, the club house for the Henchmen Motorcycle Club. We were surrounded by tattooed, pierced, leather Harley riding individuals-quite the spectacle. Everyone had switchblades hanging from their leather vests and everyone was passing a joint around. Fortunately, the boys were all glued to their iPhones and barely noticed anything unusual. Like the bride was fully tattooed with bright red hair! It was Son's of Anarchy in real life...
The wedding ended at 4:30 and we headed home for naps before the fireworks. The plan was to head down to the boat just before dark and motor over to downtown Sausalito to watch the fireworks. We got in just in time...putted around the barge just far enough away to keep the Coast Guard happy. We had front row seats complete with sparks falling around in the water around us. I swear our children are never going to appreciate watching fireworks from a distance-they've only watch them up close! When it was all over we zipped away before anyone else could pull up anchor. Perfect evening to a fund week.