the weekend that was…

Hot. I know, I know, someday I will be wishin’ for a cool 90 degrees. And I know that it’s too early to start complaining. So I did my best to embrace it. Or at least embrace the mornings and evenings. Highlights include:

  • Friday night Lychee Margaritas and Lettuce Wraps at Ket Mo Re.
  • The Scripps National Spelling Bee (though it did lack some of the drama and delight of the past two years, imo).
  • Saturday morning bike ride to the Davis Farmers Market. Cranberry scone and coffee in the shade.
  • Steve, oh Steve….he cleaned out the pile of boxes that has been next to my desk for, well, seventeen years. This is what we call choreplay. He knew exactly what he was doing.
  • Grilled tofu and baby bok choy, along with plenty of vegies and wine, and the NCAA Women’s Softball World Series (a fan favorite).
  • A long Sunday morning Toby and Steve walk, where I confessed that I lost my favorite necklace somewhere between home and Vancouver.
  • Steve, ten minutes later, finding the favorite necklace in my purse (that would be a small purse, the one I took to Van and have used all week). I am too grateful to be humiliated.
  • Skyping Miss Kate. This girl cracks me up. Three weeks until she’s home!
  • First batch of mint iced tea. This part of summer I can handle.
  • The JV Softball Party….wine, food and fine friends. Oh, and an undefeated team of giggling girls. Berry cobbler may have been involved.

Did I mention that it was hot?

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About kim tackett

Northern CA marketing consultant, writer of very small stories, and drinker of very strong coffee.
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