Ahh… That time of year again… For the past 15 or so odd years my family has been taking a trek to the Outer Banks of North Carolina to spend a week killing coolers of beers, devouring plates of fried tomatoes and corn fritters, getting kite strings tangled, capsizing on kayaks, spying on neighboring families with binoculars, and burning one another with sparklers. This is that fateful time of year when my family holds meetings to discuss the merits of bringing one car or another, whether to buy 10 or 20 pounds of tomatoes, and performing a cost risk analysis on the merits of leaving at 4 am vs. 5 am. (more…)
July 23rd, 2008 | Family, Karma, Nostalgia | 3 comments