Most of what they were doing involved Facebook or other social networking sites.
Kelli wanted to stay in, So Kristi and I went out and got (photo) bombed.
By this point we were already well in the bag.
Party like an in-law.
One of the few signs in town mentioning Hurricane Earl.
We went in and checked out the music.
And then headed to our third bar of the night.
Kristi enjoyed dancing….
To the local crooners.
The next morning, Kelli grabbed a shot of Kristi and Riley sleeping.