If you live anywhere near a resort town, you most likely dread holiday weekends in the summer. Swarms of tourists descend on the town and make the population swell by thousands. Normally, I dread Memorial Day weekend for this very reason, but this year was different. I looked forward to the weekend visitors. I was excited to share my beach with out of towners.
On Saturday, I woke to two very anxious little girls, who repeatedly asked, "When are we going to the beach?" So, we packed up the beach gear and headed to Sea Girt beach.
It was an idyllic day at the beach. The surf was calm and the tide was low.
Since the water is still fairly cold (58 deg. F), the girls hung by the surf's edge, playing with their boogie boards.
On Sunday, we went to the races. Literally. We headed to Monmouth Park to watch some horse races. Sundays are Family Fun days at Monmouth Park. There are pony rides, face painting, bouncy houses, and balloons.
On Monday, we woke to pouring down rain. So, it literally rained on the Memorial Day parade. I was thinking it was a good day to relax with the family and tackle a growing To-Do list. But once the sun made it's way through the clouds, the girls had other intentions.
Against my will, I was dragged to the beach along the Manasquan River. It's a small, very contained beach. I used to love it when Harper was younger, but now that she's older and more independent, I prefer the "real" beach, the Atlantic Ocean. But the girls love it, mostly because they can catch sea life such as fish, crabs, and shrimp.
And after all the weekend's activities, I was ready for a little downtime. I kicked back with a good wine and a good book on the Nook.
How did you spend your holiday weekend?
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