I did it. I bit the blog investing bullet and bought a new camera for myself and this space. Over the past several months I had found myself in a photo taking rut – always counting on my trusty iPhone to capture the latest and greatest. While this is convenient and all, I feel like my blog has been slacking in the non-already posted to IG photo department. It’s time to bring back some fresh photos to this space and kick those grainy not properly sized phone photos to the curb.
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.
But before you knew it we were transplanted to a local restaurant slurping down habanero watermelon martinis celebrating my mom’s 60th birthday. More on that superhero later.
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.
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.
