It was a weekend filled with big hair and parties around these parts! First, Neve turned 4 with an Olivia themed bash. Then we hung out with Josh for his big 3-2. And Sunday was St. Patrick's Day and meeting up with people in the surprisingly frigid DC temps.
It was also the anniversary of the death of a friend of mine from high school, which gave me all kinds of thoughts and feelings and left me a bit sad, clouded and useless. No need to go into it here, but needless to say I was happy that I got to spend my weekend with my family and my homies. I mean, I saw all my siblings on Saturday, and it's always pretty baller when that happens. And in DC, I got to meander some (once again, surprisingly) empty streets in the cold with a cup of hot coffee and a dead cell phone in my pocket, which was really nice. Oh, and I slept for about a million hours. Sleeping rules. And then it snowed on Monday. Like, real snow with accumulation and closed schools. In mid-March. Way to go, Virginia!
So, without further ado, a photo dump:
|Monsieur Purray and his feathers|
|The Bill Man Cometh|
|The Birthday Girl|
|I can't believe how big they're getting|
|mean muggin' with Olivia Straws|
|birthday beers with Josh, He Who Will Not Be Photographed|
|St. Patrick's Day!|
I got to the pub early (or on time, which is still early since I'm typically always 10-20 minutes late), and met an actual Irish guy named Owen who was in DC for a conference. Not gonna lie, I felt pretty smug about making an Irish friend in an Irish pub on St. Patrick's Day. But then I had a few car bombs and some Jameson and when I got home I was hungover, which I did not feel smug about.
|last pic before my phone died. Note the snazzy gloves.|
I hope everyone had a good weekend! Also, did anyone else wake up this morning thinking it was Tuesday? I did. So did Cara. Weird.