The past couple of weekends have been the most fun weekends I’ve had in almost two years. Not that I wasn’t having fun weekends during the course of the last two years, I just can’t remember the last time it was so normal. I’m used to the “sophistocated” type of fun, you know, with nights at the symphony and wine and cheese parties.
Two weekends ago we went out to dinner, to the plaza art fair, and shopped. This weekend we went out to a huge barbeque, an underground Irish pub and a pumpkin patch. There also might have been some RockBand in there, but who’s counting?
Or not, tada, if you’d rather.