Emily and Matt

Last weekend the cars were in town and they brought their crazy owners, too.  Yes, several members of the Woodie Club came to the Goodguys car show over the weekend. Somehow, I think the car show was just an excuse and the real reason was to party.

My parents started the “weekend” with a small kick-off party at our house. The weather was great, despite a “not-so-hot August night” forecast. Aloha shirts packed our freshly stained deck and we all “pigged out” on my mom’s kalua pork. It broke da mouf.

Of course, everyone was excited to see not one, but two newlywed couples, as my brother and Sarah came up for the event. My mom had put together wedding photo albums and I’m pretty sure they were a staple at all the coming events. I must say it was and still is so weird to look at wedding pictures. Having pictures of the event means it’s over! The one day you spend so long dreaming about has gone. It would be more upsetting if married life wasn’t so great.

After chatting with everyone well into the night, Matt and I said our goodbyes. Then came a flood of verbal invitations to party! party! party! These crazies had a party each night through Saturday! We were already tired after the first and here they want us to eat their food and drink tropical libations again and again and again.

Well, we made it to Friday and Saturday night. Both of which were awesome. These people know how to party, that’s for sure. It was all we could to do keep up. Part of me was relieved to go straight to the fun stuff without having to stare at cars all day. I would like to think I put in my time during my childhood. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy car shows, but not as much as some people I know.

Anywho, I only thought to bring out my camera once (d’oh!) and wish I had more to share with you all. Next time I will get more sleep and be camera-shutter happy. And thanks to everyone for having us over to your parties!