out east adventures

While the first half of Columbus Day weekend consisted of a shoot and a wedding (not shooting, just as a guest), the second half was the traditional Beyrer family trip to the ‘east house’.  Which has been called the ‘weist house’ and now is referred to as the ‘easter house’. Either way, it’s always fun!

The wedding was FAR up in Poukeepsie and was for John’s cousin Chris and his new bride Laura. It was a lot of fun, especially the car ride with Inez & Uncle That Guy and Joe & Gail. The cousins parade was quite the spectacle- especially Billy as Rowdy Roddy Piper in a kilt with nothing underneath and then the mooning of the bride and groom followed by the cartwheel in the middle of the dance floor. Oy. At least I got to wear my crown. There are no pictures- I couldn’t find the little camera to bring (it’s still missing) and I wasn’t bringing the big guns.

Anyway, did the whole out east adventure. First stop was the Coronet for lunch, and most importantly chocolate milkshakes.

Oh, the anticipation…

And the real (thick) thing.

Love it there- so 1950’s.

Then to the ‘duck store’, and over to the carousel for a ride and jumping. I did try to get a shot of them jumping over me but the focal lenght of the lens was too long and it didn’t work out as planned.

I took some really cute pix of the three of them in Greenport, at the east beach, in the park and by ‘my’ truck, but if the photoshoot I have in my head for our Christmas card dosen’t work out  I’ll use these shots for the card. So I can’t post them yet, but I will  if the other shoot works out.

Went to the park for some fun and pictures. Can’t show you those yet, just in case I need them, but here’s a nice sunset.

Then it was Elbow Room for dinner (with marinated steak…yum!)

When we finally made it to the ‘easter house’ and settled in, Timmy opened the fridge and found milk that had been in there since June. Uh….yuck? It smelled like nothing I’ve ever smelled before and was then deemed ‘the stinking milk’ by Timmy. It went outside in the middle of the back lawn til we could make it to the garbage the next day.

And later that night after the stinking milk fun, I took all the boys outside, we layed down on the front lawn and just stared up at the millions of stars. It was incredible!! And we all loved it. (the picture is way blurry because I didn’t have a trip0d out there to use, but you get the general idea of the amount of stars).

Next day, Uncle Nelson met us out and we went pumpkin picking, hay riding, corn mazing (where every once in a while, Timmy would yell out “hey, corn!” like he was continually surprised to see it in the corn maze), pie purchasing (at Briermere), Elbow rooming (for lunch), and back home again.

And that was my last weekend off until December.