Weekend Recap - Bishop Arts & The Boss
Our weekend had a rough start with a Friday full of doctor's appointments and a minor surgery, but good news everyone is healthy and thriving. Needless to say Friday night was chill. I whipped up some tortellini alla panna and we laid around the living room hanging out with some close friends like the lazy bums we are while four littles played their hearts out.
I live for weekends, especially slow ones where I haven't made a single plan and anything goes. My husband, otherwise known as the greatest man ever, let me sleep in and entertained the littles by himself Saturday morning. I mean, what a hunk right?
Brunch is possibly one of my favorite things, but I never know where to go or when to go and I usually pick somewhere with such a long wait that it would no longer be brunch but diner they were serving. So the two year old requested donuts and Dunkin' Donuts we got, because brunch is hard ya'll.
Liam, two, saw a bunny outside of his sister's bedroom window and named it Ears. Fitting, no? We went outside and chased the poor bunny for a better part of 30 minutes. This boy is obsessed with animals and learning about them, touching them, and scaring them to death. Saturday was slow and filled with snuggles, naps, and tons of blocks.
Then this magical thing happened, my mom called and asked if we could bring the grand-babies over and an impromptu low-key date night was born. Mom, you are the coolest keep sittin' on those babies.
We loaded up those suckers and everything they would need for 5 hours away from us, which is a surprising amount of stuff, and dropped them off.
The Bishop Arts District in Oak Cliff is one of my favorite places in the world. It feels happy, warm, and incredibly hipster. Anytime we get a chance we drag people there and teach them about all the yumminess Eno's and The Pie Emporium have to offer and force them to wonder around The Laughing Willow and M'Antiques with us. So when we were making last minute plans obviously we were going to Bishop Arts for Dinner.
Eno's is possibly the best thin crust pizza joint in Dallas and the atmosphere is beautiful, if you can sit upstairs do. We ate all the pizza and dreamily talked about our future and all sorts of wonderful things that may come to be. I'm one heck of a dreamer and every now and again I get Caleb, the husband, on my dream wagon and we get swept aways in what ifs and somedays. My grandmother used to tell me all the time that "we weren't going to play the what-if game," because every time she told me something I responded with "but what it." Turns out I will never stop playing that game and I never want to.
I kid you not when I walk around the Bishop Arts District it feels surreal like movie or a musical montage brought to you by the guy on the corner playing live music that is surprisingly good. We walked around, holding hands, taking silly photos, and visited a few of our favorite stores.
Sunday morning, we went to Torchy's, otherwise known as the only place my son will eat food, for brunch and then walked around Lowe's dreaming. I used to hate going to Lowe's, I mean I would dread it. My mom would walk around looking at things forever and I could not understand how anything home improvement could be that fascinating. And then we bought a house and I completely understood. Lowe's is bae. Liam found a "farmer's hat" and told us all about the moo moo farm he would have one day.
I live for weekends, especially slow ones where I haven't made a single plan and anything goes. My husband, otherwise known as the greatest man ever, let me sleep in and entertained the littles by himself Saturday morning. I mean, what a hunk right?
Liam, two, saw a bunny outside of his sister's bedroom window and named it Ears. Fitting, no? We went outside and chased the poor bunny for a better part of 30 minutes. This boy is obsessed with animals and learning about them, touching them, and scaring them to death. Saturday was slow and filled with snuggles, naps, and tons of blocks.
Then this magical thing happened, my mom called and asked if we could bring the grand-babies over and an impromptu low-key date night was born. Mom, you are the coolest keep sittin' on those babies.
We loaded up those suckers and everything they would need for 5 hours away from us, which is a surprising amount of stuff, and dropped them off.
The Bishop Arts District in Oak Cliff is one of my favorite places in the world. It feels happy, warm, and incredibly hipster. Anytime we get a chance we drag people there and teach them about all the yumminess Eno's and The Pie Emporium have to offer and force them to wonder around The Laughing Willow and M'Antiques with us. So when we were making last minute plans obviously we were going to Bishop Arts for Dinner.
After Bishops we made our way to Cedar Hill
to see the much anticipated The Boss. Guys, I have been dying to see this
because Melissa McCarthy. I'm not joking, when I grow up I would
like to be her please. Or hey Melissa, let's have coffee sometime okay? I swear
I'll make you laugh. Anyways it was hilarious and inspiring and now all I want
to do is write comedy.
Sunday morning, we went to Torchy's, otherwise known as the only place my son will eat food, for brunch and then walked around Lowe's dreaming. I used to hate going to Lowe's, I mean I would dread it. My mom would walk around looking at things forever and I could not understand how anything home improvement could be that fascinating. And then we bought a house and I completely understood. Lowe's is bae. Liam found a "farmer's hat" and told us all about the moo moo farm he would have one day.
The day went by too quickly,
as Sundays usually do. We managed to squeeze in a small play
date/taco party, to spend a little more time with friends before the work
week took over. There were toddlers everywhere. I hid a cookie behind a piece
of lettuce so I didn't have to share it with them. Vegetables, you
guys. They are the key to not having to share.
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