A low key weekend. That’s what was planned. Only one thing on the calendar. A get together with friends from high school on Saturday night. Friends we have known for about 40 years. Are we really that old?
What it turned out to be. A very busy weekend, filled with physical activity. Two beautiful weather days which helped to make up for the last three seasons – a very harsh Winter, a very wet and wild weather Springtime, and a very hot and dry Summer.
Butternut squash maple bourbon sangria from Onesto Pizza & Trattoria. Yum.
We went to dinner with our son-in-law on Friday night. Note to self – do not go to one of your favorite restaurants the same weekend that they have a Groupon. After a 2 hour wait, all three things we wanted to order were gone. It forced us to try something new, and we were not disappointed. Did I mention that they have the best sangria in town? But we had to rush our meal because we had to get to the airport to pick up my daughter who was coming home for the weekend. She moved to Tucson. Seven days ago.
We spent Saturday doing yard work. Weeding, cleaning the garden beds, raking pine needles, mowing and fertilizing and trimming. It was exhausting, but nice to be outside all day.
Saturday night we tried out a Pan Latin restaurant we had never been to before and then drove an hour to visit our friends who live across the river in another state. My friend likes to decorate for the holidays. Now, I have seen her home at Christmas, and it is always beautifully decorated. I’m lucky to get a tree up and stockings hung on the fireplace mantle. She manages to decorate every room in her home for the holidays. Really, I think her home could be on one of those house tours, she does such a nice job.
She also loves Halloween, but I never have seen her home decorated for Halloween. Until Saturday night. OMG.
The Mona Lisa in her Edgar Allan Poe room.
Her front room included decorations that followed an Edgar Allan Poe theme. Scenes from Alfred Hitchcock movies were included in the front hall and powder room. Very creative. Our high school English teachers would be so proud.
Okay, I admit I loved the skeleton triplet babies.
My friend is a twin and I have twins so I thought the skeleton triplet babies were hilarious. These were in the family room along with several other displays.
Now . . . . who’s the fairest of them all?
Living in a home with five girls, we had our share of headless Barbies lying around. Loved the creative use of those wild haired doll heads in this little vignette.
The front of the house, the back of the house, every room in the house was decorated. Very creatively. Some things were life-sized and moved and moaned and screamed at unexpected times. Classic Halloween. Over the top, but not in the current horror, slasher movie sense. Spooky. Creepy. Fun.
It was fun to see her home all decked out, but it was even more fun spending time with everyone and watching our beloved St. Louis Cardinals win a World Series game.
Our middle child came into town on Saturday night to run in the Rock ‘n’ Roll St. Louis 1/2 Marathon on Sunday morning. She ran with her friend, Toni, who is 32 weeks pregnant. Their goal was to run it in under 3 hours, and they did that. We got to have lunch with them on Sunday.
Weekend bonus – getting to see two of your kids that you didn’t expect to get to see.
Then we were off to our big adventure of the weekend.
I haven’t ridden a bike in over 40 years.
This is one of those things that dear, sweet hubby and I have been talking about doing for a long time. But weekends spent involved with kids’ activities prevented us from ever acting on it. When my sister, The Iron Girl, and her husband recently upgraded their bikes, we inherited their older ones.
Their old bikes. Our new bikes.
Whatever happened to bikes with bigger seats and big wavy handle bars and brakes on the foot pedals?
It took a little while for me to get into the swing of things trying to balance and pedal and shift all at the same time. But it was fun. I didn’t fall off. And I’m not sore in any of those places you might expect. What is sore? My hands are sore, and I wore bike gloves. Perhaps I was gripping the handles a little too tightly.
My brother-in-law says riding his bike reminds him of the carefree days of his youth when you got on your bike and rode all day long without a care in the world. He’s really old. But, it was kind of like that for me, too.
The Katy Trail State Park.
We rode a little over 5 miles on the Katy Trail. Nice, flat, wide, no hills. A good first ride on the bikes on a beautiful Fall day along the Missouri River.
I can guarantee that I won’t be riding in any cross state events like my cousin, Tina, did when she rode across Kansas. I won’t be competing in any 22 mile bike rides as part of a duathlon like my sister. My plan is to be a recreational bike rider. Slow, methodical, able to enjoy the scenery and talk to my riding partner.
Every hobby involves an investment. Bike racks and helmets and gloves. I want a bell. And a basket, too.
Seriously, it will be nice when our bike rides last longer than the time it takes to put the bike rack and bikes on and off the car. One hour bike ride. Two hours spent fussing around with the bike rack.