Who would have thought a weekend spent with your grandmother could lead to such mischief? Needless to say, the giddiness that ensued the moment we were reunited led to a lapse of poor judgment and a great deal of laughter. We indulged ourselves on freshly squeezed lemonade and nibbled on apple and cream cheese kolaches whilst tapping our toes to live polka music. What a delightful weekend, rich with Czech heritage, . . . and butterfly ink tattoos, of course!