Country club style chicken tenders (you know they're the best) + drinks + friends = a pretty spiffy Friday night.
Saturday I attempted to lay out on the 27th floor rooftop of a friend's apartment. Unfortunately, the wind made it a little chilly and I am still pale. Boo.
We went out Saturday night for the first time in weeks. I mean, we've been out for drinks and stuff but not out with our party pants on. We drank Coronas with lime and pretended we were in Mexico (or on a NC beach). The weather was perfect, warm enough to wear a dress but cool enough to be comfortable sitting outside at the bars.
I'd say the first weekend of summer was a success.