Back to the Blazer

It was a true summer vacation after all.  I realized last night, brushing my teeth and running through The List, that I haven’t been home for a full weekend in more than six weeks — since the Fourth of July.  New York City, Water Mill, Tahoe, home, Tahoe, Tahoe, now home, then back to Tahoe.  Summer after summer after sun-soaked summer.  Lucky lady.  But in the interim weeks there is a Life to attend to: money to raise, donor walls to design, school uniforms to buy, birthday parties to plan, babysitters to call, lunchboxes to pack.

Back to the blazer, back to the black jean, back to the run-around shoe.  At least until next week, when we hit the road for a final hurrah.  So I’m suiting up at the Eagle’s Nest this week: read all about it here.