Jason and I did something different this morning. We played tennis! He’s been wanting to play for a while, so at around 10:30, we went to a local park with tennis courts and played for an hour. And I really mean “played” because we are both kind of awful. But we’re learning! I need to work on my serve. I cannot get it in the serving box (or whatever it’s called) to save my life!
It was pretty hot out by the time we got home. We had originally intended to take Murphy to the Tucker Summerfest, but we knew he’d be uncomfortably warm, so we left him at home with his “baby” Scooby Doo.
Scooby Doo is the only stuffed toy that he won’t destroy. He also knows the command, “Get your Scooby!”, when he leaves it outside. I need to make a video of that. For a dog that doesn’t obey very well, he can get his Scooby with the best of them.
I digress.
We decided to venture out to downtown Tucker sans dog.
It ended up being a tiny little festival. There was a band…
and a big wheel race…
‘and King of Pops…
I had Banana Cinnamon, Jason had Jalapeno Margarita.
The best part was that we ran into one of my best friends, Maya, and her family. We’ve been friends since high school.
(Seriously, I need to retire the bra I’m wearing. And I’m really glad that I called attention to that because you probably wouldn’t have noticed. Or maybe you would have.) We spent about two hours at the festival
before the heat and sun started being too much. Look at those freckles! (For the record, I didn’t mean to take an up close photo like this and I am wearing sunscreen, mom.)
All in all, it was nice that they had a festival less than a mile from my house, but I wish it had more to offer. It was basically just food trucks, some events and that’s it. I would have liked to see some more art booths. Maybe next year.
