It all started last Tuesday when I found myself looking at things on Amazon [my husband and I have deemed Amazon our largest monthly bill recently, move over mortgage - amazon prime is coming through] and I found the one. The new and improved Sony a6000. Already using a Sony camera I knew that my current lenses would work just fine with the new one and knowing that tax write-offs are necessary, I took the plunge. Needless to say I'm now knee deep in this thing snapping every freaking thing I can think of. The fact that it just sends all of my photos wirelessly over to my phone in the matter of seconds is like riding a unicorn through a lavender field. I'm absolutely in love which explains the 30+ photos you are about to see from my weekend. Sorry not sorry.
Lets start with the most important thing from the last few days - donuts.
Once here, now gone. It's okay guys, I workout.
Moving on to Friday evening - it all started out calm and peaceful as I sipped on a glass of wine at home and Shawn buried himself into his beloved airplane flying game on his iPad [because we are 12].
Really I just included this photo because that vein thing he has going on looks sexy and yumm...
Upon leaving the restaurant we stumbled upon a large elk that my dad grew fond of immediately.
A few family photos later with our new pet and we were off to our house to come back and peacefully eat cake in celebration of my mother. Or so we thought.
It turns out when you get family together who has had a couple of cocktails, turn on some 70's music [twist and shout anybody] and people who just genuinely like to have fun - a two hour sweat induced giggle sesh dance party goes down in your kitchen.
Even Maggie got in the action from time to time. It was one of the most random but fun evenings I have had in a very long time. Cheers to 60th birthday parties yo.
After a few Advil Saturday morning we were fixed up and ready to head out to Notre Dame to get our tailgate on and tailgate is what we did.
You know what's better than making guacamole off the bed of a truck? Eating it. And so that's what we did - we ate and then we ate some more. To get some exercise in we walked to the stadium to watch court side [or field side, whatever that thing is that boys in pads run around on]. Unfortunately I wasn't the most decorated fan in the house as shamrock head wins.
Long story short, the Irish pulled out another victory and I devoured nachos and cheese. The Irish and I, we like to keep a good routine going.
Sunday rolled around and our little captain begged to take us out on a boat ride so we obliged.
One beer and an almost nap later, it was time to get down with my grandpa for his 88th birthday. You know what goes well with birthday parties? Birthday hats. Especially burgundy ones from Target.
During the party my little niece kept referencing the bowl of peanuts sitting in the middle of the dining room table as "grandpa's nuts" so that was fun. I will forever be 14.
These nut loving family members of mine are sure something. And by something I mean special.
Speaking of special, the weekend drew to an end with this incredible sunset where literally the skies were on fire. We turned up Ed Sheeran's "I See Fire" and I let my eyes fill with tears as I watched the skies illuminate and the memories from this fun filled weekend fill my mind. These are the days, I tell you what.
And then, after the skies stopped burning - we got really mad and sad that this whole weekend thing was officially over. I drowned my sorrow in a new york strip steak and called it a night.
And that my friends, is my life through a new lens.