Summer Time

My view from the hammock

Thanks to my friends, my summer is off to a great start. I've been spending a lot of time at Cat and Jude's on the weekends and they've been making it hard to leave. Not only are they some of my favorite people to talk to, but we spend our time playing in the pool, drinking wine on their idyllic back porch overlooking the creek, and while I nap off a hangover in the hammock surrounded by roses, Jude cooks dinner on the grill. They say I should stay there for a while until I leave, I can't imagine why I haven't moved my stuff already except that my pesky job requires getting to, at least for 11 more days.

Cat and Jude's back deck

As I write this, Cat just texted me to come up for a drink on the deck and a swim. Don't mind if I do. Sadly, I was out of touch with Cat and Jude for a while and just got back in the swing with them since December. Now, I spend nearly all of my time with them and will miss them tons when I go. Luckily, these are the kind of friends who can pick up right where we left off.

Pond at Central Park

On Wednesday, I took a trip up to New York to process my Visa. It's the last of the paperwork to contend with before I go. My Brother was kind enough to accompany me, and so the day was transformed from a long errand to a fun day with my Bro. It's a good thing he came along, as my errand would have taken me twice as long without his sense of direction. How it came to be that I can read blueprints but not maps is beyond me. I would have gone in the wrong direction every time AND forgotten the carbon copy at the post office on Lexington. Thanks Dusty! Yes, I'm aware of the absurdity that I cannot navigate New York without assistance, but am planning a solo year long trip to Tokyo. As Scarlett said, I'll think about that tomorrow.

Watching a little softball

Check out the dude crossing the street

Best storefront ever

Fourteen rows behind home plate! You can see the pitch in this one.

Phillies game with Eli and Emily: For three people who could care less about Philadelphia sports, we sure did get the hook up with our tickets last week. We were fourteen rows behind home plate and I couldn't help but feel guilty with all the die hard fans sitting behind me while I marveled at the ring on the player's wife sitting next to me. Aside from the guilt, it was a great night to be outside, and even if baseball bores you to tears, there are plenty of other things to entertain you. Notably, the kiss cam where couples suck face when the camera is turned on them and the kids in the stands yell Eewwww!, the philly phanatic is truly adorable despite his sexually suggestive dance moves, and a couple of the players are great eye candy, if you're fortunate enough to be able to see their faces from your seat. I could. *smirk*

Eli, Emily, Me

We were in the minority of people not wearing red, but we clapped when everyone else clapped, and I felt like we were convincing. I did give us away when at the seventh inning stretch, I looked around blankly and asked "What the hell is going on?"