Feather earrings, anyone?
It's the 16th Annual Redondo Beach Lobster Festival! I've been here 7 years ago, but since we went to San Pedro's Lobster Festival last year, we figured we'd check this one this year instead. For $58, B and I got a free admission to the festival, a T-shirt each, and a plate of 1.25 pound lobster, a roll, a cup of cole slaw, and butter. We also had a plate of funnel cake with whipped cream, strawberries, chocolate and ice cream, and a rootbeer float. We were not messing around. We got there around 2, so an Elvis Impersonator, a Motown group, and The Boys of Summer, an Eagles tribute band were playing during our stay. It's smaller than the San Pedro one, but we enjoyed this one more. The band's version of Tequila Sunrise was really good.
Mai took on the bull. They were letting people get in for free, so she took this chance. She was not going to be outshined by the spunky 6-year olds.
Mai and I also got jealous of the face paints on the little kids, so we each got one for the day. Here's mine, and she got a butterfly one. It cost us $4.
For $14, B and I sealed our undying love in the form of each of our palms in a candle wax. We are klassy like that. Here he is waiting for his turn behind a brother and sister of 8 and 12.
Here is our festival-bought masterpiece at home.
Make me a lobster baloon, funny man!
Afterwards, we all jumped back to Mel's Jeep to get back to her apartment in North Redondo. After a couple hours of wine and craft beer, and Mel and myself trying out Mel's out-of-town kid's jigsaw 19-piece train puzzle he left in the coffee table and failing to beat our two-teamed two-minute record like crazy mad-(wo)men, B and I called it a night and headed back home.
Sunday morning at El Segundo dog park was unexpected. I did not think it would be muddy, but alas, the summer is officially over. The dog park is full of dirt and mud. A white 40-pound lab came in, and she had a ball running around with the black shephed her size. She found a puddle of mud and bathed herself in it.
The dogs were going crazy because of the squirrel that was going from tree to tree in the park. They kept waiting for the squirrel to make one mistake and fall off the tree, but she just kept taunting the dogs on the ground below with her acorn carcasses. One of the two dalmatians, Target; was so entranced, he kept whining because he was frustrated he could not get the squirrell. The dogs were so concentrated in getting her, they even tried to climb and fences and the trees. This went on for the entire time Tico and I were in the park.
This pit bull was so nice and mellow, and I patted her and all. This is her in action of jumping me. I was already jumped once by Tico as soon as we got in the park since he could not wait for his frisbee, and a few more times by another dog, and this one. It's jump on Ticomom day today, apparently. Needless to say, all of my clothes were covered with mud.
I got home and hosed Tico down in the front yard afterwards. He was really pooped, but he goes crazy when I don't let him roam around the house looking like a sloppy wet dog. So he was tied by the door while air drying, and he wined the entire time since he could see me enjoying the comfort of the couch a few feet away.
It's definitely a crazy, fun, nutty weekend for the Tico household this weekend. And we all had a great time.
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