I hope your Memorial Day weekend has been warm and wonderful. My favorite parts were watching Andrew march in the parade with the middle school band (for the last time!), water balloon fights, planting flowers with Lily, and laughing at my grandparents’ stories. They just celebrated their 63rd anniversary and are still keeping things interesting, let me tell you.
I have a birthday approaching, so I’ve decided to make it a year of trying new things. Some big things, I hope, but some small things, too. So far, I’ve grilled corn for the first time (delicious and crazy-easy—you just shuck the ears, smear them with olive oil, and throw them on the grill) and today I iced a watermelon. Yes, I’ve made it to nearly 44 without ever buying a whole watermelon and putting it on ice. There’s something so nostalgic and summery-looking about a watermelon getting nice and cold on ice in a metal tub, isn’t there?