Oh my goodness, this weekend (which I guess technically isn’t over yet, but I’m working today so it’s more or less over for me) was the best.
Friday was our 4th anniversary, but a) we’re not big anniversary people and b) Kendrick doesn’t get home from work until right around Indy’s bedtime (that’s me picking him up at the train station), so our plan was to have Kendrick take him on a walk around the block while I sat at the restaurant with a martini, and then eat dinner together once he fell asleep.
It didn’t work out exactly as planned. But the end result was that food was eaten and no enormous tragedies transpired, so hey.
I also got to wear these ridiculous Oscar de la Renta earrings (via Rent the Runway), so that was fun, too.
Here’s Kendrick arriving home to a little anniversary surprise (think he liked it?).
We spent the first part of Saturday continuing to play with Kendrick’s studio. I surrendered our bedroom TV (which we never watched anyway) and the Wii, so I suspect I may never see him again. (That print, by the way, is from Stampa and was part of Kendrick’s Father’s Day gift).
We stopped by the Farmer’s Market (where we ran into a few people we actually knew; that was exciting) for fresh vegetables and desserts for that afternoon’s BBQ (above, that’s the crudite plate I put out – how pretty are those rainbow peppers?).
And here’s us mid-BBQ.
You know, Saturday was such a perfect encapsulation of why I wanted to move: some of our favorite people (including Gala, who drove up from the city in the most amazing car ever) were there all eating and drinking and doing their thing (because there was space for them to go off and check out the lake, or hang in the hammock, or sit on the porch with a beer, whatever), kids and dogs were running semi-amok…
…and then later, once the kids had gone to bed, there was a little karaoke-ing.
Oh, and Francesca and I lost cataclysmically at Cranium. It was very annoying.
On Sunday morning, Lucy napped (this is how she naps; really) while Francesca helped me get ready for today’s Old Navy/Polyvore shoot (I’m working on their new Rockstar Denim launch).
And we ended the whole thing with a babysitter, a tub of popcorn, and Jeremy Renner.
Not a bad one.
