Who Let The Dogs Out?

For Memorial Day weekend, Ken and McKenna came to visit. Yay! My parents were out of town (in one of my favorite cities...and they got to see my best friend...which is entirely not fair...not that I'm bitter), so I was dogsitting for Holly at their house for the weekend. So we went on a mini-break, a la Bridget, to Mt. Airy for the weekend. Holly was a bit wary of McKenna's presence at first,

but quickly got used to it, and even allowed McKenna to help her flirt with the young stud next door. His alias is Benjamin, as he is young and Holly (a.k.a. Mrs. Robinson) is not.
Tricia and Kathy came for dinner. We had what I've started calling Lost-a (as I first made it for Carter and me during the Lost finale), as well as cider Ken brought from New York,

and some awesome cookies I made that turned out to be a bit more fluorescent than I intended.

Holly wanted very much to sit at the table with us, although she was none too pleased about being restrained to have her picture taken.

After dinner, we watched Music and Lyrics. We had planned to just fast forward through to the good parts (namely, any parts in which Hugh Grant dances and/or sings), but noticed Matthew Morrison's name in the opening credits. Therefore, we had to watch until we spotted him.

While we were watching, McKenna decided to camoflage herself into the sectional furniture using her chameleon-like skills, and a few throw pillows.

Once she unearthed herself, she let me try on her collar, since it matched my sweater.

Saturday was a very eventful day. We went to the first wine festival of the year, and Tricia graciously agreed to provide transportation. And entertainment, as we located a number of random items in the backseat of her car.

The wine festival is an interesting place...in addition to the tasting areas and the tour, they have tons of vendors. Some sell food, some sell hats, some sell crafts, and some sell random crap that we were scared to investigate.

People also make some interesting accessory choices at the wine festival. We were hoping that these people were using their umbrella as a parasol, as there was a very small chance of it going to rain.

After the wine festival, we returned to Tricia's house for dinner, where Kathy tried to tame the savage beast that is Lucy.

After dinner, we parted ways to prepare for the next day's activities.

Sunday, I decided to have a party. I had a number of good excuses (graduation, having a bigger yard for the weekend, Ken being in town), but really, I just wanted to play lawn games. The party started with food, which pleased Holly, who spent the better part of the evening playing her "I'm so pretty, don't you want to feed me human food?" game with people.

McKenna was also happy about the party, as there were many people there to pet her.

We also accomplished my goal of playing lawn games. We played Scatch, which may be one of the greatest games known to man,

as well as bocce ball.

As the night progressed, there were two very tired dogs in the house.

Monday morning, we decided to start our day with a bit of irony.

McKenna started her day by taking over Holly's bed and making her mad.

Highlights from Monday include eating our weight in party leftovers, and visiting Sara and Grant, who were visiting from New Jersey. Josh had gone home, as had Penny, so we didn't get to see them, but we had fun anyway.

On Tuesday, the highlight of the day was getting pedicures. We took our bright, shiny new pedicures to Tricia's for dinner again, too, where we set about tiring out Lucy the Beast.

We also made sure she didn't help herself to a sink snack.

After we returned to Mt Airy, Holly tried to lay claim to Ken's laptop while we watched Dynasty, so she couldn't leave the next day.

But, alas, she did, leaving McKenna behind to finish her vacation with me. We spent the week watching Will Ferrell movies,

and getting hair on furniture. McKenna was a bit forlorn when we returned to Frederick,

but brightened up when she saw Aunt Kathy that weekend.
The rest of the week went by rather quickly and uneventfully, with the exception of Friday night. But that, my dears, is a story for another day....