Well another Gasparilla come and gone...I can't believe this is the 4th one I've gone to. Thankfully this year, I didn't lose a jacket or my car keys! Surprisingly it never gets old. My friend, who usually hosts, moved closer to Bayshore Blvd where all the festivities take place. The weather held out for about as long as it could, and then it started raining. No worries... that's what ez up tents are for and her apt was close enough that we didn't need to go outside. We did have to brave the rain to get our coveted Gasparilla beads. 2' to being vertically challenged, I didn't get many. And no I didn't have to do anything dirty to get beads. It's not quite like Mardi Gras. We like to think we're a little bit classier than that:)
Rummy bears...a definite Gasparilla must have
even canines get beads
watching the floats go by
our hostest with the mostest
dietitian's nightmare
it's 11am... cheers
julie, me, kim
nothing says Gasparilla like a pirate tatoo
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