Weekend Things

As soon as it hits 4 PM on Friday, my attitude does a complete 180.

Maybe it’s the time of year, or the fact that my eyes are finally open to how much I love being out and about in Colorado, or because I loathe the work week, but lately, I’m just so happy during the weekend. Like annoyingly happy. And it’s not like I even do anything exciting, just little things that make me happy.

Like a home-cooked meal.

Toasted Sesame Ginger Salmon, roasted carrots, orzo.

And not to brag, but that’s a damn nice plate presentation right there. <;— bragging. We also watched Rango, which is actually pretty good.

Like waking up early on Saturday morning and dragging Joey out of bed to go to breakfast.

Must. Resist.

Perfectly frothy chai.

Drinking horseradish for breakfast is normal, right?

Swanky breakfast potpie? Yes please!

The Vermonter: blueberry pancakes, streusel, lavender whipped butter and blueberry maple syrup. No words.

I love Snooze, but rarely go because it’s so darn crowded every weekend. I woke up at the ungodly hour of 5:48 (exactly) on Saturday morning, forced myself to go back to bed and had a dream we went to Snooze. Clearly my dream was a premonition and obviously when I woke back up at 7, we had to go.

Turns out if you go early enough, you get seated right away.

And as you can see, there’s a reason it’s always busy. Bloody Mary, hot chai, flaky puff pastry, fruit-infused syrup, oh my.

Like forgetting there’s a giant bike race in Boulder that has every other street closed and parking lots charging $30.

Oh wait…

Like what was probably my last hike of the season.

Life pondering is best done on top of a mountain.

Like seeing these kinds of things on the way out of Boulder.

Please note that that bicyclist’s seat is higher than those cars.

Like the 5th Element at the Boulder Outdoor Cinema.

Yes, that is really the outfit my mom wore to keep her feet warm.

Have you seen the 5th Element? Have you seen it recently? I hadn’t, so it was a total shock of horrendous plot and neon-clad Bruce Willis awesomeness. And Chris Tucker’s character is classic! The Filthy Children put on a great little concert before the show and I was so excited when they did a cover of Valerie, one of my all-time favorite songs. Such a cute little Boulder tradition. I can’t believe they do this every Saturday, every summer and this is the only time I’ve ever been.

Like spending Sunday with my best friend.

I just accidentally typed “beast friend.”

Neon sunglasses for our Color Me Rad race next month.

We shopped, gossiped, ate pizza and determined that sangria is acceptable at any time of the day. You know, normal best friend things.

Oh and I bought these obnoxious rings, instead of the Sperrys I really wanted.

I’ll try my best to carry my weekend enthusiasm into the work week, but no promises.

Sincerely,

Happy (Weekend) Lauren

Weekend Things

I don’t know what the weather is like where you live, but here in Colorado, it’s definitely been feeling like fall.  Cool in the morning and evening, sunny and breezy in the afternoon.  Swoon.  I think I’m in love.  And it’s been making me feel positively giddy.

I think I basically did all the same things I do most weekends.  Only made 100x better by the fact that I didn’t have a sweat mustache while doing it.

Fall time foods are slowly creeping back into my life.  Hi chowder, I missed you.

Round here, we celebrate when my sister returns from vacation.  Apparently.

I just know I’m not turning down a cake as beautiful as this.

Margaritas and cake with summer berries have nothing to do with fall or cooler temperatures.  I know this, but those things are welcome in my life no matter what season.

Chai on the other hand, couldn’t be more fall-ish.  And the family vacation going on on the other side of the table while I drank this at the Farmers’ Market couldn’t have been more awkward.  You know that stage when the vacation is almost over and you basically can’t stand to look or speak to each other anymore?  Yeah, it was at that stage.

I’m going to be so.dang.sad. when the Farmers’ Market ends and I have to cook my own breakfast again on Saturday mornings.

I wish I could transport you (and myself again please!) to Boulder on Saturday morning so you could feel that crisp air.

I forced Joey to “take a stroll” with me after breakfast.  And by “take a stroll,” I mean walk 3 miles to pick up a fresh baked loaf of Cinnamon Swirl from Great Harvest Bread Co.  Unfortunately the bread wasn’t out of the oven yet.  Fortunately, there’s a Nordstrom Rack a couple blocks further up the street that we could kill some time at.  I swear I didn’t plan that.

Oh and we stopped by some ski store so I could look at Northface jackets I can’t afford and to force Joey to try on a jacket that I will probably buy for him since he’s unwilling to buy it for himself.

Finished out Saturday with a light dinner at the Rockies game.

Oh wait, that was Joey’s dinner.  And it was anything but light.

Despite that whole losing another game thing, the weather was perfect.

And just when I thought the weather couldn’t get any better, I went for a Sunday morning run and probably grinned like a fool the whole time.  Being outside on a cool quiet morning all by myself was basically amazing.

And so is french toast made of Cinnamon Swirl.

I haven’t seen my best friend in two months.  TWO MONTHS.  Catching up while getting manicures was just what we needed.  Peru-B-Ruby, oh yes.

could go to yoga in 45 minutes, but I’ll probably go for another walk.  Seriously, I cannot get enough of this weather!  Enjoy what’s left of your Sunday, friends.

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Is it still summer weather where you live?

What did you do this weekend?

What are you going to miss most when summer ends?