Friday, May 2, 2008

{issue/obsession/tomatoe/tomato}




My new co-worker hung with us @ the parade.





(my friend and her daughter, isn't she a cutie?)




I have issues and any of you who know me, know that my issues are MANY, but this issue is a hard one to explain. I don't know if I have a strange attraction to men in spandex who don't bathe or shave, have tats and wear jewelry in odd parts of their bodies, which in my real life "eeww, yeah, I don't think so, I'm a clean shaven, polo shirt, no tats kinda girl!" OR if its just a Johnny Depp fantasy, who knows!! And the the fact that I can't actually smell them. But I love pirates. I find them truly hubba hubba! So, when I heard that there was going to be a parade to kick off the annual shrimp festival in downtown Fernandina that featured invading Pirates, I was SSOOOO there!! I had to see these make-up'd sword whirling men and I had to gawk at the "wenches" (...no Kiera Knightley's in that bunch!) It was on a Thursday night, and I was going to drag my entire family down there even if they were kicking and screaming, I was putting on a girlie tattoo and we were checking it out. I got a lot of gripping from "no rah rah" girl (she is still in a very negative mood) and the rest of the crew that thought that I was a little too excited. But truth be told, we haven't done anything "fun" for quite awhile it seems and I was looking forward to a little fun and commical relief. So, we went, and we got beads (hot pink beads too) and we saw men in spandex shooting off cannons in the middle of downtown Fernandina....what more could a girl ask for?.......well, I got even better....all kidding aside....I got what turned out to be a really great evening with my family, they actually ended up having a really great time!! Maybe the rest of my family has inherited my pirate obsession gene.....

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I have to admit, I'm right there with you. I don't think I would really want to be married to one but they're nice to look at. ha. Not sure what the attraction is. My first husband used to say a Harley guy was going to ride up and take me away. Hasn't happened yet.