Friday was beautiful and in the mid-70s. Chloe had tennis class and we played outside. We also celebrated our dossier being sent to Ethiopia (it should arrive today or tomorrow).
Saturday was in the high 80s. Chloe and I planted our onions in the garden in the morning and she had a birthday party at noon. It was a yoga birthday party. Yes, you read that right--new age music in the background, water features, sand sculptures, yoga mats and screaming four and five year olds running around. The parking lot was full of Me*rcedes, BM*Ws, In*finitis, Le*xus & Vo*lvos and the adults sat on the white, hemp covered couches admiring the no food coloring, plant and vegetable dyed cake snacking on hummus and toubeleh. Matt came along just to check it out--and yes, afterwards I confirmed to him that we have officially joined the ranks of "those" people---the suburban yuppies in the movie "Parent*hood", the Rick Mor*anis character who has strict beliefs on what his daughter eats and drills the 4 year old on advanced math, reading & martial arts.
What have we become? I guess in a need to shatter that stereotype, we decided after the birthday party to drive to Ny*ack, NY, a lovely eclectic & multicultural town sitting on the Hudson with old Victorian homes. There is a lovely drive along the Hudson that Matt takes on bicycle and motorcycle rides and we followed that route---looking for houses for sale, 
seeing deer munch people's shrubbery and dreaming of living on the Hudson River with views of the Tap*pan Zee* Bridge. In the end we found our dream house, in NJ, in a town probably better known than our current town and certainly characterized in recent Holly*wood movies as a NYC suburb of horse farms, Range Rov*ers and yoga parties for pre-schoolers. Is there no escape? Hey, we liked the house and its not like we're moving there really, well, at least not for another 2-3 years.
seeing deer munch people's shrubbery and dreaming of living on the Hudson River with views of the Tap*pan Zee* Bridge. In the end we found our dream house, in NJ, in a town probably better known than our current town and certainly characterized in recent Holly*wood movies as a NYC suburb of horse farms, Range Rov*ers and yoga parties for pre-schoolers. Is there no escape? Hey, we liked the house and its not like we're moving there really, well, at least not for another 2-3 years.Sunday was more heat---in the 90s! Seizing the reality of who we really were now, we loaded up the Por*sche for a drive to our favorite NJ/PA border locale---New Ho*pe, PA and Lamber*tville, NJ. The towns are across the Delaware River from each other and are home to artists, antique stores and escaping NYCers and Philadelphians to their 18th century wood and stone weekend house (you know, the people who see on HGTV). Last time we came here, we arrived in our RV (that ain't so yuppie is it?). We arrived Sunday in Lambert*ville to discover Shad Fest! The place was rocking.
The place was packed and after searching for a parking space we decided not to cross the bridge and dine on the NJ side overlooking the canal. After lunch we walked through the vendor stalls, tasted local NJ wines and paid a visit to the artist's studio where we purchased two paintings this summer. 
Embracing the reality that we were "those" people, we bought two more paintings.
Of course, Chloe had to get a painting too---a face painting. And being that she runs around the house most days on all fours roaring and pretending she's Mufa*sa, she chose a lion.
We made the drive back to our neck of the woods and for dinner I made a typical "those" people dinner, homemade goat cheese pizza.
The place was packed and after searching for a parking space we decided not to cross the bridge and dine on the NJ side overlooking the canal. After lunch we walked through the vendor stalls, tasted local NJ wines and paid a visit to the artist's studio where we purchased two paintings this summer. Embracing the reality that we were "those" people, we bought two more paintings.Of course, Chloe had to get a painting too---a face painting. And being that she runs around the house most days on all fours roaring and pretending she's Mufa*sa, she chose a lion.
We made the drive back to our neck of the woods and for dinner I made a typical "those" people dinner, homemade goat cheese pizza. Hope your weekend was a good one (and that you recognize a certain level of sarcasm in my posting).
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Thanks for the heads up on the Yoga party....I'll be waiting for them to arrive in Dallas soon enough. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? My fave part was the lack of food coloring. And...I love the lion's den picture of your dad and Chloe, that's beyond cute.
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