Memory-a-Day in September

Saturday, September 1st: Debating a Pumpkin Spice Latte at Better Buzz, then deciding against it.

Sunday, September 2nd: Listening to Joey recap our day and realizing how truly good it’d been.

Monday, September 3rd: Walking through a bustling food hall and thinking how cool it was in there.

Tuesday, September 4th: Eating dinner outside and realizing it’s getting darker much earlier now.

Wednesday, September 5th: Wondering how Joey could possibly hear the soft crinkle of some tissue paper as I attempted to covertly wrap his anniversary present in our bedroom.

Thursday, September 6th: Cheersing spoonfuls of s’mores ice cream, watching Big Brother and trying to get our dog to hold hands with us.

Friday, September 7th: Getting smacked in the face with a rank smell during the Rockies game and wondering where it was coming from and when it would go away.

Saturday, September 8th: Pulling into a parking lot at Kenosha Pass and being truly wowed by all the gorgeous yellow leaves!

Sunday, September 9th: Walking home with an iced coffee in one hand and a pumpkin spice latte in the other.

Monday, September 10th: Having my sister over and getting a text saying “I had a lot of fun hanging out with you guys” after she’d left and gone home ♥

Tuesday, September 11th: Holding a pint of freshly picked strawberries up to my nose and breathing in the sweetest smell.

Wednesday, September 12th: Trashing half of my iced coffee because, after a few weeks of not drinking any, half the glass was pa-lenty!

Thursday, September 13th: Feeling flustered by my dog barking at everything on our walk, starting dinner later than planned and the grill running out of propane.

Friday, September 14th: Preparing for GABF by marking breweries to visit and making a list of which beers to try.

Saturday, September 15th: Feeling my age as I stood in line at a movie theater packed with high school students and thinking they were all annoying.

Sunday, September 16th: Walking into a little alcove of Aspens with bright yellow leaves and feeling immensely happy.

Monday, September 17th: Offering to make dinner for Joey and listening to the Emmys in the background.

Tuesday, September 18th: Seeing a kid and his mom decked out in their Hogwarts robes ahead of us in line for Potted Potter.

Wednesday, September 19th: Walking past some weeds that were swarming with bees and feeling really freaked out about it.

Thursday, September 20th: Walking across the street to the grocery store with both my parents and remarking how nice it was to spend some solo time with them.

Friday, September 21st: Laying in bed post-GABF and watching a video I’d taken at the beginning of the night of Mason riding our bouncy blue cow ♥

Saturday, September 22nd: Sitting on our porch swing while Joey worked on repainting our picket fence and soaking up the perfect late afternoon weather on the first day of fall.

Sunday, September 23rd: Eating lunch outside on our backyard and getting up to look for our pup, who was curled up in the sunshine of an empty space in our garden.

Monday, September 24th: Trying to pretend I wasn’t dozing off as we drove home from Red Rocks after the Beck concert.

Tuesday, September 25th: Chatting with the two gals next to me at book club about how much we loved the book.

Wednesday, September 26th: Eating a whole wheat applesauce muffin on the couch while watching the Big Brother finale.

Thursday, September 27th: Standing in the audience clapping along to “Mamma Mia,” “Dancing Queen” and “Waterloo” with (probably) a big dumb grin on my face.

Friday, September 28th: Telling Joey “we can leave early, I’ve already seen enough fireworks!” after seeing four home runs at the Rockies game.

Saturday, September 29th: Feeling Mason’s little hand wrapped tightly around my finger while we sat on a swing together ♥

Sunday, September 30th: Chanting “BEAT LA!” at the end of the Rockies game.

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Weekend Things & GABF 2018

What can I say about this weekend except that it was the very best because: after two years, we were back at Great American Beer Fest!  Saturday was low key and plan-free and Sunday involved a last-minute manicure and baking (because it’s fall now, ya know??).  I’d relive it all again in a heartbeat!

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In truest Lauren form, I was EXTREMELY prepared for GABF — you do not even know how thorough my list making was — and my excitement level was OFF THE CHARTS.  Pretzel necklaces and Illegal Pete’s burritos are my favorite pre-fest rituals but this year was even better because Hannah and Mason dropped Josh off and I got to see that little babe crawl and bounce on our rubber cow and make only the best of faces ♥

The line to get into the fest was HORRIBLE (I think it wound the entire way around the convention center), but once inside, I forgot all about that ordeal.  Highlights included being the last group to taste Zombie Dust from 3 Floyds, a DEEP purple barrel-aged sour from Une Année, the Blazed Orange Milkshake from Hop Butcher for the World, a guy playing the saxophone on top the Melvin bus (who knows!) and get this… A SPAGHETTI GOSE from WeldWerks!  It smelled like spaghetti and tasted tomato-y in the most interesting way.  You’re probably thinking “EW!” but let me ask you this, do you like a Bloody Mary??  It’s not so different.  Mostly though, this was just the best night with the best people and I feel so happy about it.

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Joey got up the next morning and ran 5 miles (HOW??) but I needed an iced oat milk latte to revive me.  It worked, thankfully!  I realized I’d put ALL my energy into preparing for GABF and forgot to plan anything for Saturday or Sunday, which turned out to be a blessing in disguise because it made for a real laid back couple of days.  I hit up the grocery, bottled some orange-vanilla-honey kombucha, napped, excitedly snapped a picture of my little library once Joey got it set up (♥♥♥) and then we made tacos and watched Set It Up (which isn’t going to win any Oscars but we laughed).

Oh and I finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, bringing my HP re-read to a close and it is so so bittersweet.  I think I cried like 100x during that last book, starting on the literal first page which said something like “And now we bring you the final installment of the Harry Potter series.”  HA!

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Sunday started with a run for both of us (TEN MILES for Joey and five for me) then breakfast together before we split up for the afternoon.  I booked myself a manicure and walked over to a surprisingly quiet Base Coat and on my way back, I peeped that little library and it made me so happy.  I tackled lunches before sitting outside to read for a bit.

Once Joey got home from watching football (really needed him to get our mixer down for me :P), I got to baking because it’s fall now and we MUST.  This recipe for Whole Wheat Applesauce Loaf is one of my very favorites and I hadn’t made it in years so obviously that had no change.  I always make em into muffins (same temp, just 30 minutes less to bake) and then Joey and I each ate one sitting on the couch in the dark because having the oven on without AC is still tough (but worth it for these!).  Hope your weekend was wonderful!