on the weekend

On the weekend a day late.  Doing things a little backwards this week it seems.

Saturday night, a 50th birthday party for Mike's cousin served as an excuse to play arcade games with the Cannon sisters and act like 7 year-olds.  Wasn't I just saying last week that I wanted to act like a 7 year-old?  We stayed in the party room with the adults for what felt like a reasonable amount of time and then joined the kids downstairs for a few hours of games. 


Mike conquering the Death Star

Sunday morning, an impromptu trip to the ocean with Mike and my friend Lauren.  I've lived in New York City for 8 years but never with a car.  The idea that we could walk out our apartment door, get into a car, and be out of the city and in water fairly quickly is a new concept, but such a happy one.  Forty-five minutes after we left Astoria we were settled down into the sand at Jones Beach and then into the water where Lauren and I made each other laugh so hard we swallowed waves.  A few hours of sun and laughing.  It was a good day.