This past weekend felt like my true kick-off to summer. We spent hours out in the sun, cruising on a pontoon, throwing back some beer and whiskey while playing Frisbee in the water. Our day out on the water was followed by greasy food at the local bar in a small town outside of Gaylord, complete with more drinks, making friends with total strangers, dancing to a kick-ass 90s cover band (who, despite our pleas, wouldn’t play any Sum 41 songs), and absolutely losing ourselves in the moment.
I felt liberated and free this weekend in a way I’ve not felt in a long time. I wasn’t calorie-counting each pull of Fireball from the bottle, and I could’ve cared less about my round belly in my bikini because there are so many more important and beautiful things in the world than worrying about how I look in a swimsuit. There is life to be lived! I swam, dove deep, twisted and turned, and relished the way my body moves in water; it is my natural habitat. When the boat ran out of gas on the way back to shore, all eight of us jumped in and kicked it back to the dock, laughing the whole way.
I made a dozen new friends this weekend, and enjoyed the company of everyone at the bar. Strangers bought rounds of drinks, I saw about 25 icings (what kind of bar carries that much Smirnoff Ice?) including my husband get down on one knee on the dance floor by himself and chug one down. The bartender brought it straight over to him and the whole place watched. Is it weird that I was proud?
Dancing later that night brought my soul to life. I’ve always loved dancing, and I always will. It is how I celebrate and appreciate music, and it has taught me confidence more than anything else. Sam and I try to out-do one another in bad dance moves, and if we’re the only two out on the floor, it just means we have more space to do ridiculous things. Lucky for us, lots of folks followed our lead and joined us. Closing my eyes, listening to the music, moving to the beat…that is my happy place, and my mind was relaxed and clear. I could’ve danced all night.
All in all, the whole day made me think good, happy summer vibes, which translates to this sight + sound post. The band Grouplove also gives me good, happy summer vibes, and I’ve been waiting for the perfect opportunity to showcase one of my favorite summer time bands. I first discovered them watching a YouTube video of a friend from high school, who’s made it really big on the national (and international) parkour scene. His dad was my boss for a few years so I was able to keep tabs on his advancements in the sport, including this awesome video that brought Grouplove into my life. Since then, their “Never Trust A Happy Song” CD is one my favorite in our collection, and it is the epitome of summer joy.
I chose “Naked Kids” for this post since it’s essentially a dictation of our past weekend (if you substitute the weed for booze). Listen along while browsing the pics, and if you like what you see, check out my other sight + sound posts. Happy summer, y’all.
“Naked Kids” – Grouplove << click to play on Spotify!