WEEKEND REPORT / PART ONE

Hey, happy fall things!

Over the weekend we enjoyed beautiful weather--what felt like possibly the last warm weather of the season. I'm half scared of the colder weather to come and half optimistic about it. Yes, sweaters! Ack, slush! Minus our colds and a very silly 20-minute argument on the promenade on Sunday (you know that move when you throw your arms out and shout, "I'm SORRY!" but you're not really sorry?), it was an almost perfect weekend. So now we're going to rehash all of it, in detail, with photo illustrations, starting with Sunday and working our way backwards, because multipart posts are cool. Come on, yes they are.

On Sunday (Brandon's birthday!) we had us a day around DUMBO and Brooklyn Heights. (We had plans for a birthday game night with cake and ice, but decided to spare our friends our germs and instead inflict them upon all of everyone in Brooklyn Heights. Kind of us? You can say it, we're pretty thoughtful.) Huck had been requesting and Brandon had been promising a Jane's Carousel outing for weeks, but between Huck's cold, then my cold, then Brandon's cold, it seemed like it might never happen. But it happened! We were grouchy and snotty (get it?) the entire afternoon, we moved in ultra slow motion, but we also had a really lovely time.

Wizard's chess! Ron Weasley!

We took the R to Court Street and Montague to wander down our old street (and maybe get a bagel because I wanted a bagel--but did I get a bagel?). It turned out Montague was having its annual street fair/block party! Hooray! We love us a good block party. Most NYC street fair/block parties follow the same fair food / bounce house / music / live performance formula... sometimes there's $1 socks and expired beauty products on the cheap if you're lucky. But not the Montague street fair! The Montague street fair is some classy business. Instead of a bounce house, there was a life-size chess game. The street performers were classically-trained ballet dancers, the DJs were these two rad reggae dudes, and there was a dog show?

(Nine years ago I found my very favorite vintage dress at this street fair!) (Was it nine years ago? I might need to hire my own fact checker.)

Then we decided to get sushi, because when in Brooklyn Heights, you get Iron Chef sushi. 

Then I thought I saw Larry David! But it turns out I didn't. 

After lunch we stopped at the pier to get some ice cream, at which point I handed the camera to Brandon. Brandon plus a camera is really fun. He gets so many great/goofy shots. So now I shall include them ALL.

Huck!

(Please to enjoy my total botched bathroom-sink hair cut. We came dangerously close to repeating that time I had to get an emergency Mandy Moore pixie my junior year in college. Woo, life on the edge!! ;) At this point we were mid-correction and overcompensating with some extra hard bed head. You know, fabulous. It is now even shorter, but at least it is even. I am still coming to grips with it. Sigh. So tragic, so unimportant... I feel like Anne Shirley would sympathize. ;)

The line for the Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory was rather long, so after futzing around for a bit on the pier we got a concrete next door at the Shake Shack. (We walked past three separate Shake Shacks in Brooklyn this weekend! When did this happen!!)

And finally, DUMBO! The carousel! Turned out I had a ticket left over from the last time we were there smashed in my wallet, so Huck and the birthday boy had themselves a turn... and then they were done. But it's always a good day for a spin around old Jane. 

Could a blog post have any more photos!? I took this next one and I'm real proud of it. 

I also made that one, too. You know. Proud of that also. 

You know what's a sign of a good dad? A guy who spends his birthday doing things his kid loves to do.

I married a real good dad. 

Favorite water tower to take us out.

Anyway that is the end of that. 

The end.