Can you believe that Memorial Day came and went, just like that?
Official Summer Solstice isn’t until June 21 but it seems to have finally arrived in New York. (Which means that the streets are steamy, the subways are steamier, and there is little to no point in attempting to tame the hair due to the frizzfactor.)
I had wanted to get away for the weekend, but sometimes it’s just easier to board a home-bound train. Or, in this case, a boyfriend’s parent’s house-bound train. Brett and I headed to Cherry Hill Friday afternoon looking forward to a sunny weekend by the pool…turned out being quite the cold and rainy weekend (one last wintry weather hurrah!), so the lack of Memorial Day Weekend plans turned out to be a blessing in disguise. We met my mom and Barry for dinner at Parc Friday night, drove up to north Jersey to visit my dad and Carolann on Saturday, and then spent Sunday hanging at the house and enjoying the bit of sun that decided to finally come out with his little sister, Moriah, and the pups (and cats). We made really yummy fish tacos on Saturday night with a kale-slaw (get it?!) that I will post a recipe for separately. And we tore through a couple bottles of wine and one bottle of bourbon…cause that’s what long weekends are for. Brett made the executive decision to head back to New York earlier rather than later on Monday; we took advantage of the weather and had a picnic in Stuy Town (with homemade sangria!) and some time in the park.
Hard to believe June 1st is this Saturday, but I’m happy with my summer kick-off so far.