Down to DC
Two weekends ago, JG and I went down to DC to visit Sister and BIL and see the Orioles play the Nationals. After dropping off Ted at the kennel on Saturday morning, JG and I arrived in DC in time for lunch. The weather was gorgeous, we got to walk around the Navy Yard, the Orioles ended up winning a tight game, and we ate lots of delicious food.
The last time we saw my sister was Christmas, and a lot had changed since then. Sister and BIL sold their old place and moved into a new condo, and both Sister and I had started new jobs. We had a lot of catching up to do! JG and I loved seeing the new, completely awesome condo, and the weather was perfect for our walking about and going to the game. I usually hate baseball, but somehow, between walking to the park, taking pictures around the stadium, eating a giant helping of blue cotton candy, and hanging out with my sister, the game flew by. Afterward, we got a snack at the condo and brought drinks up to the swanky rooftop of the building. In the distance, bridges and monuments lit up the horizon. It all felt very urban and glamorous, as if we were discussing the safety of Gotham.
The best part was hanging out with Sister and BIL. There were moments when my sister and I were eerily indistinguishable, like during the ballgame when my sister shrieked for a Nats hitter. JG leaned down to me and asked, “Why are you screaming?” I looked at him quizzically and said, “That was Sister.” Oh. Hahaha. At times like these, JG and BIL just looked at each other and exchanged shaking of heads. They have a common burden of managing Sister and me. By which I mean, they have the privilege of witnessing our awesomeness and hoping that it rubs off.