Born to Ride

So I know that I have been saying this for weeks, but now summer is FINALLY here… for me. Some of you lucky ones have already been loafing around in the warm breezes and lying out at the beach, but until last Wednesday I was still stuck in school.  However, I finished my finals so congratulations to me. 

This weekend was something else.  My cousin Tessa, who lives in Washington D.C., had her Bat Mitzvah on Saturday. Jake joined us there and it was wonderful to have the whole family together again. Tessa did a wonderful job and it was a beautiful ceremony.  But I am not here to talk about services.  I am going to tell you about the fun stuff: the party.

My Aunt Stephanie, Tessa’s mom, knows how to throw a party.  She is a lobbyist in D.C., but I think that she doubles as a party planner.  The party was at an old amusement park, and at first I was just terrified that there would be clowns.  But then we arrived at the tent and it was unbelievable.  There was a fortune-teller, photo booth, temporary tattoo artist, and best of all, an Ace of Cakes cake. 

Now, Ace of Cakes is a bit of a guilty pleasure for me.  Not that many people know this, so I suppose I am exposing myself by sharing my embarrassing little obsession with the world, but I watch the show religiously.  I even tape it and watch it on the treadmill.  So it goes without saying that I was ecstatic to find a cake that looked like a merry-go-round sitting on a table in the tent.  It even rotated! 

Aside from that, though, most of the women in my Dad’s family decided to get tattoos.  Temporary, don’t worry, but that might have been the highlight of the evening. Three generations of women had “Born to Ride” airbrushed in pink and black on our upper arms.  So if that doesn’t give you a sense of my family, I don’t know what does.

We also had our fortunes told.  Aren’t they supposed to tell you good things about yourself?  I was told that I am going to have a bad marriage and that I should have kids early to get it over with.  So I think that my concerns are justified.  I mean, she can see the future…right?

But back to the bags.  As I am sure you are all aware, Father’s Day is coming very quickly.  So be sure to get your dad a murse (man purse)! Kidding…sort of.  But seriously, for all of you who will be traveling this summer, treat yourself to the perfect carry-on bag.  I brought one along to D.C. this weekend, and it fit everything I needed, including laptop, sunglasses, iPod, books, and more.  So when you are packing up for your summer travels, make sure you are doing it in style.

-Emma