summer turns to high

Had a lovely long holiday weekend, starting with our engagement party last Friday. We were busy all day getting the apartment festive and it looked great when we were done. We had a great turnout, lots of food, good sangria and mojitos, and some profound late night debate about which is a better Styx song, "Mr. Roboto" or "Come Sail Away." HTB and I ended up receiving enough wine to last us a good 2 years.

The bulk of the weekend was spent at the downtown jazz festival, one of my favorite things about summer. Each day we'd stake out a good shady place in the grass and stretch out on our blanket and listen to music for hours, getting up only to get food (the festival standbys of meat on a stick and funnel cakes). Good times.

HTB took Monday off and we went and saw Superman Returns and had a yummy sushi dinner and then saw some pre-4th fireworks. The celebration continued the next day with good friends and the yummiest brisket in the history of briskets and then the furtive lighting of firecrackers in a dark field across the street. We had sparklers and ladybugs and Roman candles and something called "Mucho Grande" which lived up to its name. Smoke and color and shouts of "look out" and the primal delights of fire.

The summer is just packed and there are yet more fun times yet to come. In between school and stress and social doings, there just aren't enough hours in the day.