For most of my adult life, July has been the month of busyness and oftentimes change. Most recently, there’s been plenty to do all year round, but even still the warm weather seems to bring out the highest volume of activities. This weekend I had the opportunity to play in a hockey tournament and I couldn’t even do it because there were so many other things to do.
Saturday morning was lovely, and I took Elena and Zoe to North Park, where Elena rode her bike and Zoe rode in the stroller while I pushed her. It was the first time we’d attempted something like this, and it worked out really well, except that Elena’s tires need air and I didn’t bring the pump. Also, I mean, she got tired after like 10 minutes, but that was OK.
In the afternoon I had my 20-year high school reunion. Eek!
Several months ago, in a fit of volunteerism, I had said I would be on the planning committee. Those of you who have followed along with my sleep-deprived 2014 perhaps are aware that this was a terrible idea. I figured out that it was a terrible idea about two months ago. Anyway, I was not on the committee, but I know how much work they did, and it turned out really well! I thought we had a really nice turnout for a 20 year reunion in our generation (I’m guessing, but I would say 30-40%).
It was at a local bar.
There was a signature cocktail, in school colors of course.
And there was a photo booth.
Due to bad planning I had to leave early, so I missed the group photo as well as “the period where everyone pulled out their phones and took random pictures” so I’m not in too many pictures, but that’s OK. I had a nice time!
Saturday evening I headed BACK to North Park with Ben and we had a nice date evening. So it was a very north-part-of-Pittsburgh sort of day.
Sunday morning we had a hockey game. Here is a team photo from our spring iteration of Phil Collins Mixtape. The summer iteration is different due to vacations and general ridiculousness. (Captaining a team is often more work than my actual job.)
After the game I had some down time which I achieved by taking the long way home so I could just sit in the car and listen to the radio while driving, which is the most relaxing part of my weekends generally, and the only way I can be sure Zoe will nap.
Sunday afternoon, Stacey was in town, so we got together at the Cafe at the Frick for TEA SERVICE. If you have any interest in attending a proper tea, you should run, not walk, to the Cafe. It’s gorgeous and the tea is divine and the SCONES MY GOD.
After this series of adventures, we came home and pretty much just stared at the wall til bedtime.