Labor Weekend

Labor Day: (as described by the U.S. Department of Labor) is the first Monday in September; a creation of the labor movement and is dedicated to the social and economic achievements of American workers. It constitutes a yearly national tribute to the contributions workers have made to the strength, prosperity, and well-being of our country. But we twenty-somethings know of it as an extra day to sleep in, drink, hang out with friends and eat so much you want to pop. Yes, that is Labor Day. We shouldn't even think of it as a day. It's a weekend event, let's be honest.

Sean and I decided to carry on the tradition of escaping for the weekend and head about 45 minutes east to a little town called Ruskin.  Hiding in the redneck town is an awesome little fishing resort known as Pirates Pointe Resort. You can check it out here. The resort is located right on the Little Manatee River, which makes for some good fishing and kayaking. I cannot say enough about this little slice of paradise. It’s so quaint, cute and perfect for a weekend getaway. Each individual cottage has its own character and stylish décor unique to the surrounding area. I snapped a few pics to show you just how much personality our little bungalow had:

We had such an amazing time. We cooked and ate good food, drank moonshine, sang karaoke, danced to every song imaginable, played poker, hung out with awesome company, and had a water gun fight that lasted about 3 hours. Needless to say, we all slept pretty well that night… Oh! Dad also caught a snook big enough for the Guinness Book of World Records. He’s my hero ;)

We had a much needed awesome getaway. We even had some friends come over and join us from the burg! Thanks Mike, Bri and Phil! As our weekend came to a close, we had some friends over for dinner and noticed that it was a bit toasty in our house, and it wasn’t from the hot wings that we cooked… Our air was broken. In the dead of summer. It was 86* in the house and I was sweating my butt off miserable. Ugh… But, because I’m the luckiest girl in the world, Sean was able to fix the air (we think) and we slept in a cool 74* house. Yay for superhero fiancés!