You may not know this, but my dad is a pirate...Yep, you read that right. El Papitan, as we like to call him. And he's the coolest pirate I know. He leads a krewe of about 20 of us as we invade the city of Tampa each year with thousands of other pirates, armed with cherry bombs, tattoos, beads, and maybe even a little rum. Gasparilla 2012 is upon us and I cannot wait to celebrate with my very best friends and family. It's a time for us to act like we're young again, partying all day and screaming for beads as if they were made of real gold. We laugh, we yell, and if we're lucky, we make it to dinner (although I've yet to do so....)
This year our friends are flying in from Ohio for their 4th Gasparilla, and we've added other new Krewe members as well. I am looking so forward to forgetting about all of the stress of our everyday lives and just having some good ol' fashioned pirate fun. My man is going to be in town, my brother and sister in law are coming up, my parents will be there, and I will be surrounded by the best friends I've ever had. Can't ask for much more than that.
To my fellow pirates, a great big ARRRGGGHHH to get the weekend festivities started off right!
(excuse the poor quality pics)
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| Our very first pirate experience. 1st Gasparilla for the Daughertys/Ryans/Slaters. |
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| Our Krewe last year. Except for the guy and girl dressed like actual pirates. No idea who the heck they are : ) |
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| The Jose Gaspar ship coming into the city. |
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| Gasparilla 2011 , showing off our awesome bracelets. |
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| Our 2nd Gasparilla, rainy, rainy, rainy. |
Ahoy mateys - Littlefoot (my pirate name)
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