I feel like I slurped this summer up like the dozens and dozens of oysters it provided me. We spent time on the water, floating and paddling and swimming and even rope swinging. We saw friends constantly, made new ones, reconnected with old ones. We nurtured a garden that stalled during the August fog but that I hope to revive now. I attended amazing events solely because they offered free booze, and was never sorry. I threw a party on a beer bus, in a rental house, on a beach, in our backyard. In short, we ate, we drank, we made merry.
And what comes next? So much! A baseball game, big sunset sail with friends, a backyard brunch party, and lots and lots of football. I’m going to Germany for work, per usual, but meeting up with farflung friends at Oktoberfest first. I’m introducing my parents to our amazing Austin community. I’m organizing a group backpacking trip.
I’m going to throw parties. Lots of parties. And I’ve got a many-tabbed spreadsheet – yes, a spreadsheet – to track them all. Bring it.
