Happy Sunday everyone!
Music to listen to whilst reading this post: Train - Drive By
This weekend, despite being cooler than the temperatures we had earlier in the week, turned out to be exactly the kind of weekend that makes me believe summer is just around the corner. A group of about 7 of us adventured to Martha's Vineyard, where my lovely friend Melissa has an absolutely stunning house that lends itself perfectly to beach trips, grilling, day drinking, and of course, storytime around the outdoor fire pit.
The weekend was not without minor hiccups - but those are the types of experiences that build character, right? We left Friday after work, piling 6 of us into Mel's Ford Escape, and headed down to Woods Hole to meet the ferry. While waiting to dock at Martha's Vineyard we played a rousing game of "Drink While You Think", where one person starts by saying the name of a celebrity, and the person to their right must drink until they can think of another celebrity whose name begins with the first letter of the last name of the first celebrity - confused yet? Needless to say it ended when one of the players started getting a little too relaxed with her definition of celebrity; I mean who is Winona Judd, really??
Saturday morning we woke up to bacon, bloody mary's, and nail painting at the kitchen island - the best kind of breakfast I know.
Despite a high of around 60, Mel suggested we check out the beach for a little while to enjoy the sun before it became too overcast, so we packed our beach bags and headed outside to load up the cars. This is when we discovered that someone (name has been withheld to prevent further embarrassment) forgot to turn the lights off in the Jeep, and that the battery had died. No matter though, because it gave the boys an excuse to work on their muscles, and I got a long-overdue lesson in jumper cables:
For those who need a quick refresher: Black is negative, Red is positive. Attach one end of the black cable to the battery in the car that isn't dead, and attach the other end to the negative node in the car that is dead. Repeat with the red cable. Start the first car and wait a few minutes to let the dead battery of the other car charge. Start the second car, and voila! We were off to the beach. And man, was it worth it.
We had practically the entire place to ourselves. The girls drank Pimm's (yes, Pimm's!) with Sprite and laid out while the boys skipped rocks and swam (some more gracefully than others) in what I can only imagine was freezing cold water.
Sooner or later the wind picked up and so did we, taking our belongings back to the car and splitting into two groups to divide and conquer a couple of very important errands: groceries and liquor. I had the (misfortune?) of choosing the grocery group, which at the time seemed a very good idea as we were in charge of dinner: baby back ribs, pesto pasta, grilled veggies, and smore's. What the four of us in the grocery group overlooked is that not a single person knew how to get back to Melissa's house, and she had of course gone in the other car. So what would have been a 10 minute car ride turned into about an hour of Matt making 3-point turns while Paoro insisted that Google maps knew the right way to go, and Samantha dialed at least a hundred failed attempts to contact our "friends" back at the house who refused to answer their cell phones. Sooner or later we ended up on a dirt road which dead-ended into the woods and through which Matt decidedly did not drive. Along the way I found this boat and took a picture of it:
Eventually we made it back, and into the cocktails we dove. Along the way the girls did some major beauty prep - but that's for another post! All in all it was an amazing trip, and Saturday night ended in nothing less than good tunes, delicious ribs, better friends, and plenty of dancing around. And after a little while I couldn't help but feel that this weekend helped me to discover the true meaning of the lyrics in the song linked above: "When you move me everything is groovy / They don't like it? Sue me / The way you do me / Oh, I swear to ya / I'll be there for ya / This is not a drive-by"