Heir to Blair

This was an epic weekend & I don’t use the word “epic” lightly.

Things were touch & go for Harry on Saturday. Doug played in a golf tournament & Harrison just wasn’t feeling 100% up to snuff.  Strep throat is going around his school so when he told me that his throat had a boo-boo, I was a) terrified & b) overjoyed that he communicated it.  We spent most of the day in pajamas playing with trains & cars.

By Sunday he was feeling much more up to snuff, so we spent 90% of the remaining weekend outside either in our own backyard with a $10 inflatable pool or reading on the back porch or swimming in my parent’s neighborhood pool.

That little pool gave us a 3.5 hour nap on Sunday.  Best $10 ever spent.

p.s. taking your husband & kid to the place you grew up at during the summers is pretty trippy.  especially when your swim team pictures are still hanging in the clubhouse from 1986.

There was a ton of iced coffee.

We ate almost every meal on the back porch thanks to a ceiling fan & sunshine at 7pm.  I’m caught in a bad romance with roasted cauliflower right now.  CANNOT GET ENOUGH.

Long weekends are made for long relaxing showers on Sunday night.  ALSO CANNOT GET ENOUGH.

We marched in the neighborhood Memorial Day parade & by “march” I mean that Harrison road in his wagon, Tuck nearly had a stroke at the fire trucks, & we only made it half the route before phoning it in because it was humid as hell & time for iced coffee & the pool.

Then we all passed out for a few hours before having a typical Memorial Day dinner of grilled chicken, roasted cauliflower, corn on the cob, mac n’ cheese…& Harrison asked for a “party,” so we put candles in brownie bites & sang “Happy Birthday” to nobody.

Also, I wore a different shirt.  I thought y’all might be proud.

Hope you had a lovely, relaxing long weekend.  Back to the grind tomorrow, friends.