This weekend felt like summer. FINALLY.
On Friday night, I went to see a band called Harry and the Potters. The teenagers dressed in their punky Harry Potter garb were too cute for words. Wizard rock is silly, and fun, and pretty awesome; I am not afraid to say it, people. My favorite part of the evening was a conversation I had with a teenager in line. We were talking about going to see bands play, and about whether one should get one’s hand stamped on the back of the hand, or on the inside of the wrist.
Me: To me, the inside of the wrist is what you do. Because then you don’t have to worry about it washing off when you wash your hands.
Her: I guess you’re right. But I don’t know.
Her: If you put it on the inside of your wrist…you know, that’s where Voldemort puts the Dark Mark on people.
Me: Yeah. Well, I hadn’t thought of that.
On Saturday, Biogirl and I headed out of town to have brunch at the Salish Lodge. I ordered a three-egg omelet that I am pretty sure was either an 8-egg omelet or a three-egg omelet using eggs from a pterodactyl. We then walked around the Snolqualmie Falls (drenched in freezing mist! so refreshing) and said howdy to the mountains before heading back to Seattle. We coined a phrase for the act of walking off a large meal: beef strollin’ off. Because we are geniuses.
And, just because we do live in Seattle where we have city, and mountains, and forest, and beaches, all within a one hour driving radius, we decided to do them all and ended up in Discovery Park where we hiked our way down to the beach. The best thing about this was that since this was totally unplanned, I was wearing a fancy-brunch appropriate outfit. Not a hike-through-the-woods-and-the-beach outfit. I did have enough foresight to bring along a pair of Converse with me, so at least I wasn’t the crazy lady hiking in heels, but I was wearing, well, something like this.
So yes. I went hiking in a blazer. I know I am anti-fleece and clothes in the REI family make me have hives, but that? That was just ridiculous.
Biogirl and I see each other often, but it isn’t often that we just spend a day together. When was the last time you spent a whole day with a friend, just hanging out, shooting the shit, doing whatever you feel like?
The next day, Biogirl and I tagged along with Nordic Boy to the hardware store and shopped to get her some gardening tools. Nordic Boy was long-suffering with our tomfoolery (him: “you should get this tool because you can use the whole length of it and not just the tip.” Us: giggle giggle “Not just the tip! I hate it when they don’t use the length of it!” giggle giggle) and then Nordic Boy and I walked to get some ice cream and then he lamented that he had missed the beach with us the day before, so I packed him up in the car and took him back to the beach. The beach, two days in a row. SUMMER, EFFERS.
I am all in for summer! Bring it!