Filed under: A Day in the Life
When Aubri and I left Michigan, it was negative 4 degrees and at least a foot of snow covered the ground. When we landed back home in NC, it was 64 and new flowers were poking through the piles of frost-killed groundcover that I have yet to clear. The weather is making slow but steady progress back to where I like it: sweaty, sticky and classically coastal. And we have been enjoying every moment of it.
Last weekend, our neighbors hosted an oyster roast. I have mentioned this in the past, but I can’t say it enough: I love my neighborhood. I think it’s so precious that we all have kids around the same age, that they get along so well, and the parents really enjoy eachother too.
So, on a warm Saturday afternoon, we all gathered in our neighbor’s backyard, the husbands breaking into oysters, the kids playing tag and singing karaoke, and the mommas talking with babies on our laps. We all watched as the kids tried and played with the slimy boogers that some call oysters. Taylor even tasted one, munched for a few seconds before dramatically dry-heaving and spitting oyster snot. After we all stuffed our faces with shelled creatures and all sorts of succulent sides, from a key lime dip appetizer to rice and sausage casserole, and make-your-pants-pop desserts like homemade brownies and banana pudding, we all watched on as the kids roasted marshmallows over fire pits. Tiny tiny marshmallows on long sharp sticks, which quickly became torches once the kids saw how cool it was to light these little sugar nuggets on fire.
On Sunday, the warm weather pattern continued, reaching the mid 70’s. Hello beach weather. Well, almost. So we spent our day doing everything possible outside. Washing cars, riding bikes and playing at the playground.
Welcome, spring. We’ve missed you.
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