Epic fun. The 3rd of July Beer Olympics was a smashing success, beyond my wildest dreams. It was so smooth—setup crew with Jersey boo made it happen. Slip flip cup was the favorite event, beer (easter) hunt was hilarious, my tutu made its eighth(?!) annual appearance, the underdogs won, there were influencers and painting and cigars and old fashioneds and bruises and the party went well into the night … everything was just right. A party so good only one picture was taken by me, and it’s crap (see bottom right below).
The boat was wonderful. The adventure that followed was hilarious and odd and ended with three large humans camping-sharing one bed on the floor. The restful, rainy Sunday was fabulous.
The week, while short, was intense. Work was intense. Workouts were intense. Happy intense! The shoulder is back to good, the volleyball training is hard but I love it, it makes me so happy to be learning and getting better. Vanushing and boxing—more new skillz—and binge-watching Younger. It’s all epic, big and small.