That’s the name of the festival in my neighborhood. I miss the days when we lived within walking distance of the village, where we could come and go throughout the day, drink as we please, and not worry about it. I also miss my nanny. Oh, wait. We’ve never had a nanny.
Todd and I woke up at 6 a.m., in time to grab a snack and a coffee, get the kids going, and break up a cat and dog fight, before leaving for the 5k. We thought we were running late, and we were so early that they gave us numbers 10 and 11 – Gotta love my slacker neighborhood. It was nice to be in a small race, with neighbors and people I know. It was Todd’s first race, and we were both pleased with the weather, and the fact that we both beat the Dachsund running the race. It’s the small things. Also, the shirt is the coolest!
I wasn’t happy that we had to head over to Grant Park to get brunch, but we hit Ria’s for a brunch without kids. Awesome. Love me some kid-free meals.
Afterwards, we headed back home to start the grill, put on the beans and hit the showers. My sister and Mom were around after watching the kids for the morning. (Best sister EVER for coming over at 6:15 a.m. to watch the kids.) Matt, Ned, Nessie, and Scarlett showed up, and we started the margaritas at about noon, then watched the Auburn game. (Yikes.) I listened to Larry on the radio while the kids ran around. Afterwards, mom and Lisa went home and we all went up to check out the Strut. I got an supercool, ultra cheap creepy shrinkydink necklace for 3$! And a handmade bib for my niece Luci. V. pretty.
Amazingly, i had two margaritas and one beer all day until after bringing the kids home and putting them to bed (they were pooped.) I’ll be honest. I could have really tied one on. But these days, I am more likely to drive my kids safely around (okay, except for the mailman roadie incident!) and then pound some beers on the couch.
I know. Totally glamorous.
Seriously. It was a good day.