spryng | Probably Only the Best Weekend Ever

There are days when all you want to do is say "verweile doch!", demons be damned. It's the sort of time where one thing is awesome, followed by another awesome thing, followed by something else equally awesome, leaving you with this kind of overall content feeling; life is good and grand.

It started with Friday, but I'm going to start with today and work backwards. Today was the Picnic, a culmination of three weeks of lady planning. I mentioned previously how she had discovered baking (see: cupcakes). Amongst that discovery she also stumbled across a post detailing one girl's cherry blossom viewing picnic and the foods therein. She became excited, looked for recipes, planned the meal, bought the ingredients, then tried to find people who would come to our picnic. Unfortunately, the first weekend we had planned for ended up already being reserved for Katie's bridal shower (oops!). And the weekend after this is the bachelorette party. So we tried to plan for this weekend, completely forgetting that is was also going to be mother's day... !

Thankfully we still managed to wrangle a friend into coming with us. So we scoped out the place yesterday to make sure it was suitable for picnicking, then made everything this morning and headed out, blithely thinking that since we were going to be there several hours earlier than yesterday, it wouldn't be nearly as busy.

Oh man. Apparently the Arboretum is the place to be on Mother's Day. Whoops.

It was fine, though. It was gorgeous and beautiful and warm and sunny and even though our blanket was half in the shade, it was warm enough that I still didn't need a jacket. We ate pita and fruit and drank limeade and it was the most relaxing thing since... I don't know, Quinault? We laid in the sun and racked up our vitamin D points. Serious vitamin D points.

Yesterday was the scouting party, as mentioned earlier. We discovered parts of the Arboretum we never knew existed, such as the aptly named Marsh Island. It was another day of vitamin D, but the highlight came in the evening. Lady had, a few weeks earlier, really wanted to take me somewhere on a date, so had looked for and found an interesting play to attend. It was called an Iliad, and was basically an interpretation on how the story might have been presented. It was amazingly well done and hopefully got across to most of the audience how thrilling the poem would have been to an audience of that time, and not as dry as reading a plain text would be.

And Friday. Oh Friday. Friday was w00tstock, about which I found out barely a week before. I was nervous about buying tickets and nervous about asking lady if she wanted to go, because it seemed very silly (I am somewhat self-conscious about my nerdiness), and then nervous about going, and then nervous about being there, and then there was ceiling cat and Wil Wheaton and Molly Lewis and Hank Green and Adam Savage and well, it was pretty damn awesome.

So this weekend. It was pretty awesome. And I'm going to leave you with Lady, being really, really adorable: