We live in, what I like to call, the “Neighborhood Holy Grail.” Neighbors are actually people you know on more than a first name basis, there are kids riding their bikes and scooters freely in the neighborhood, and you can walk down the street on any given weekend to find a social gathering filled with smoking barbecues, laughs, and lawn games (and hypothetically speaking…maybe even a few pineapple-orange jello shots (wink wink)). It’s been a pretty perfect place for us to navigate our way back into suburban, southern living after being in downtown Chicago (ahhhh… Chicago).
In the summer, the events are pretty much based around how to hang out and cool down simultaneously (because it is hotter than the Devil’s armpit here in the summer), so beach days (we are a little over an hour from the beach), backyard pool days, or water balloon/sprinkler days are the best options. Now if you know me at all, you know I don’t do the ocean (I mean, I watched Finding Nemo, that’s as close as I like to get to sea creatures), I’m not big into pools because of the whole human toilet factor, and the sprinkler option is fun, but then I bust a sweat trying to cool down… not cool. Needless to say, morphing into Sweaty Summer Susan isn’t my favorite, so now that I’m not melting, we hosted the neighborhood for a little outdoor fun as soon as the fall weather hit!
We grabbed a couple boxes of graham crackers, some Jumbo marshmallows, Hershey bars, local fresh cider, and fired up our back yard pit for a fun smore’s and cider night. It was the first night it got into the 60’s at night, so it was perfect to sit by the fire and catch up, play chubby bunny (did I do this alone in my kitchen, absolutely), and totally give the boys a run for their money at (that might be a stretch, but I got the frisbee close to the can, that counts) glow-in-the dark kanjam.
The fall & winter, it just can’t be beat. When else do you have an almost usable excuse to warm up with bourbon?