Hot Child in the City

Hot Child in the City.

Running wild and looking pretty

Whew! Another exhausting weekend.

First of all, my wife and best friend graduated this weekend, along with other good friends of mine. So off we went to Macon to witness it. We were all set for the boring speeches and the like, until Carrie was pooped on by a bird during the prayer. Like, really pooped on. I heard a “splat”. It was so funny that for the rest of the day one of us would burst into laughter, causing the rest of us to burst out laughing. The best part about it, I think, is that the bird had clearly not fully digested his recent meal of blackberries. So the poo was a lovely lilac color. Even more appropriate because Carrie is obsessed with purple. It was purple poo!

Sunday was awesome because Regina Spektor was giving a free concert as part of Shalom DC, in celebration of Israel’s 60^th birthday. She was awesome! And sooo cute. She is a really tiny person, with a pretty big voice. It was especially adorable when she played the guitar (her usual instrument is a piano). The guitar was big and green and she looked a little like a small child playing with a toy. We got there a little early (probably why we got to stand right at the railing and see her up close) so we also caught Oscar the Grouch and his Jewish cousin. Plus Mandy Patinkin. Who, to eat up time, had the whole crowd of 50,000 say his line from the Princess Bride! AWESOME! I brought both the Princess Bride and my Regina Spektor CD in case they could get signed, but the event was too big for that, had they traversed into the crowd they probably would have gotten mobbed.

Then last night, the girls (plus Airman) went to go see the Sex and the City movie. Carrie and I sat next to each other and gasped and freaked out with every little thing that went on. Seriously. That movie is amazing. My favorite part is that Charlotte totally steps up and gets really mad, justifiably, at someone who does something really crappy. I’m trying not to give anything away, but I will say that an enraged Jew nee Presbyterian in Vera Wang is not to be trifled with. Love!