Boats, Beers, and Ten Wild Years

Ten years ago, on a tiny patch of paradise called Sandy Island, we got married. No cell service, no distractions, just family, friends, and one seriously epic weekend. Now we’re older (allegedly wiser), have added a few kids to the mix (ours and yours), and have a decade of memories behind us. So what better way to mark 10 years of love, chaos, and questionable dance moves than to do it all over again—minus the vows and formalwear. This time, we’re taking over the island for one big, no-pressure, come-as-you-are weekend. There’s no dress code, no ceremony, no “we wrote our own vows” moment—just games, good food, drinks we like, and a lot of jumping in the lake. Whether you were with us the first time or you’re joining the madness for the first time, we hope you’ll come help us celebrate 10 years of laughter, love, and not taking ourselves too seriously.