Just Chillin

So whatsup? It's late on a Friday afternoon, but I wanted to get something out for the weekend. Naturally I asked my lady what I should write about; she has the answers to everything and I haven't felt inspired lately since cars are breaking down all around me. Kind of a bummer. Sidenote: the Mini's water pump and thermostat have been successfully installed, so just the measly brakes and turbo oil feed line are up. Anywho, so my lady responded, 'You could write about our pizza making endeavors, moped riding, wedding planning'. The funny thing is that that was all this past weekend. It seems so long ago. If anyone were to ask me, I would have shrugged my shoulders and said, 'I don't know, just chillin'. But now reflecting back, it was a pretty stellar weekend. We started Saturday off by moped'ing around the Minneapolis lakes and accidentally venturing out to Crystal; no worries though, everything is an adventure and exponentially more pleasing when scooting around on an under-powered pocket rocket. PS it was gorgeous out. Seriously though, have you been on a moped? Do you own a moped? Can I have your moped? It is delightfully joyful. Worries don't just melt away, they cease to exist. Its hard to think much at all because you can't stop smiling, laughing, and thinking happy thoughts in general. Pixie dust not necessary; I was flyin'!

The 2 hours was once again not enough, but we had shit to do. And by shit to do, I mean places to go and drink beer. Delicious, delicious beer. It was Lift Bridge Brewery's annual anniversary party, which they call Pickin' and Grinnin'. They allow you to pick fresh hops off the vines in the afternoon which then get used for their fall Harvestor Ale. A fresh hopped IPA? Yes, thank you. They had fresh food, fresh beer, local hops, clean porta johns, and beer. Did I mention beer? Their Hop Dish IPA is one of the best in the business. This weekend (and Saturday) was turning out pretty fine indeed.
We headed back toward Minneapolis in search of more food, and then decided to continue on with my brother to a Moon Festival party being hosted by one of his pals/co-workers. The co-worker's lady friend in fact, as she was of Chinese descent. More food, a few more cocktails, new people, the stars, a great patio. Life is rough, ain't it? The party moved to the Lyn Lake area late into the night on the quest to find karaoke at the local VFW. The VFW was found, but alas the karaoke was already overrun. So we settled for PBR and rail whiskey. (insert grimacing face here). The night (more like morning) ended with a poorly played game of bags at the bar across from the VF dub, and a safe drive back with Uber. 
Now it was time to relax. I mean, its Sunday; that's what you do. What? What's that you say? There's american football on today? Decision made. So we invite a few peeps over (translated: my 18 thousand siblings. You couldn't have just stopped, could you? You had to have seven!? Whatev; we're adults and they're cool now).

    First game at noon, home made cheesy garlic bread (add black olives for the second one) shortly after. Cracked a PBR, and then made what turned out to be delicious jalapeno macaroni n cheese pastry bites. Yup, those are making the cut for next game. Alas the weekend was coming to an end, just as it is about to start once again. A weekly rebirth. On tap THIS weekend: a biking brewery tour around Minneapolis, autocrossing at DCTC, and the return of Sunday Movie Night showing the fresh to DVD (or in my case Bluray) Captain America: Winter Soldier. And yes, there will be pizza. What will your weekend hold? Take 'er easy.