We missed this party last year, which totally bummed us out. Not that Avalanche Bay wasn't fun! But it certainly wasn't 80s Fest. There was no AquaNet, blue eye shadow, mini-skirts, or acid washed jeans at the water park.
When we first started talking about attending this year's fundraising event, I really wanted to go as Toni Basil as she appeared in her Mickey video. Of course, I procrastinated and didn't buy the costume. Maybe next year.
This meant I had to choose from what I already had on hand. Luckily, since this wasn't my first 80s Festival, I had acid washed jeans and a mini-skirt on hand. I went with the mini-skirt, black leggins, a t-shirt, my gloves, jelly bracelets, and some high-top tennis shoes. Ken went with the do-rag and Motley Crue t-shirt look. No shorts for him this time, though. Not when the weather has been so miserably cold, especially for mid-April.
In perfect spring fashion, though, the field we normally park in was flooded. This meant the event coordinators had to make arrangements to bus guests to and from various parking lots around town. The bus was cool. I loved the loud music and neon lights. They definitely fit with the 80s theme.
When we finally arrived we met up with friends of ours. We were hoping some other friends (you know who you are) would show up for the party, too. They didn't. Sad face.
Ronnie as Joan Jett; Troy as Joel Elliot from Def Leppard.
The group!
Me & the Hubby
Hulk Hogan and the Road Warriors, I think.
Indiana Jones
Tom Cruise
The Smurfs!
Although we originally planned on attending Saturday night, I think the Friday night crowd was just about perfect. We had elbow room!
Oh, and the live band did a great job covering the various artists. The DJ that covered their breaks was a lot fun and played some of my favorite 80s music, so that was an added bonus.
This was supposed to be an easy, carefree weekend. One of those rare weekends where spontaneity is possible because plans were not made ahead of time. We could lounge on the couch, work on our hobbies, or even do a little shopping. And, no, I'm not referring to the necessary evil of grocery shopping, but the much more enjoyable version where you get to buy things that actually make you happy. Because the oldest boy needed some pants and the youngest could use a new pair of shoes, I decided to head into the city to do some shopping at Kohl's. Of course, my decision to shop there was not quite so altruistic. Mama needed a new bathing suit! So, I pack the kids up and head into the city. The youngest picks out his shoes . The oldest tries on a few pairs of jeans and ends up with two in the basket. Did I mention we have to shop in the men's department now? That he's wearing size 29? My baby is growing up! Then it was Mom's turn. I was looking ove
Our first travel trailer. I don't remember camping much with my family as a kid. This is likely because we always had the same vacation destination: a family plot in Baldwin, MI. There was no cabin there. Instead, there were two structures: a small, silver camper and an old single-wide trailer. The silver camper is gone but the single-wide still sits there and is used by extended family members to this day. It wasn't until I was a teenager that my step-mom and dad bought a pop-up trailer and we started camping elsewhere in the state. My memory isn't the greatest, but I'm almost certain they got the pop-up after I started dating Ken. Eventually, my parents upgraded to a fifth wheel that my dad still pulls around to various nearby camping spots. Ken, by contrast, didn't have a set vacation destination growing up. His family camped. They started out with a truck-bed camper, I believe, and eventually upgraded to a fifth wheel. Ken and I vacationed both in Baldwin an
This may come as a surprise, but I don't consider myself much of a shopper. Don't get me wrong, I could be! I could easily spend my weekends hopping from store to store, searching for that perfect pair of jeans or a cute little shirt to go with those shorts I have at home. I could also spend hours browsing the local B&N in search of the next best read. Oh, yes, I could easily become a hardcore shopper if the funds were available. But I don't frequent the mall because there's always something more pressing to spend my paychecks on and I'm not very good at window shopping. If I'm browsing, I'm buying. So I don't go. At least, not often. However, as we all know, there are times when shopping is necessary. Family vacations happen to be one of them. My feeling on the matter is that everyone needs to look good in the hundreds of photos I will undoubtedly take. Last year's wardrobe just won't do, not even if it still fits! Besides, I doubt
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