We had an epic, all-encompassing, wonderful, exhausting, full-of-summer weekend. Last weekend. I sat at home and ate popsicles this weekend. Please. We kicked off with a 21 person cookout. We had everyone there: in-town family, out-of-town family and friends-that-are-family.
Twenty one people is definitely the most I’ve ever hosted. Lucky for me, I had helpers. One even made a delicious concoction straight from my Pinterest board…you know, to keep my strength up.
Please do yourself a favor and try
Champagne Prosecco Margaritas. My two favorite things in one sugar rimmed glass. Also, I was reminded again that I do “have a brand” as Scott says. I received no less than three hostess gifts of bottles of Prosecco. 🙂 And one bottle of Williams-Sonoma Margarita mix. Happy Hostess!
There were fireflies, popsicles, and playing with cousins.
There were adults acting like kids. The boys raced in our street. Scott smoked ’em. Just sayin’. He’s the blur in the blue. And best of all, we had a late night dance party. To Michael Jackson, who else?
Our cousin, Jeff, taught the kids the Michael Jackson kick. It was epic and wonderful and I may have joined in.