Weekend Things: St. Patrick’s Day & Other Fun

I need to begin by telling you I caught a cold last week, so when Friday rolled around we decided to stay in, heat up leftover Shepherd’s Pie for dinner and watch a movie.  I’m not actually sure those two things are related but it sounded like a good excuse for our boringness.  Fridays are weird because we are home by 5:30 and if we don’t have plans, I’m like “what are we supposed to do till it’s acceptable couch and pajama time??”  Feels extra weird now that the sun is out later and being hunkered down for the night while it’s still fully bright outside seems WRONG.

Help, what do you do after work on a Friday?! 😛


Right when we got home, we went outside and peeped the very beginning of tulip season in our very own backyard!  I don’t know why, but I was skeptical that they’d actually bloom so I was very excited to be wrong.  Anyway, dinner was delicious and Coco was so so good!  Not only is the animation straight breathtaking (ALL THOSE COLORS!) but the story and the display of Mexican culture is so lovely.  We really loved it and I think I sang “Remember Me” for the rest of the weekend.


I had a semi-early Saturday facial to get to so I ate breakfast, picked up an iced coffee and headed into Louisville.  Felt so good to reset even if traffic heading back into Denver is always THE WORST.  Why??


Back at home, I found Joey in the backyard reading and we made a spontaneous decision to go grab lunch before forcing ourselves to go to the grocery.  We got caught in St. Patrick’s Day Parade traffic (ugh!) but eventually made it to Call, where we had perfect patio weather and really good (albeit sort of pricey) food.  Ginger-turmeric tonic and mushroom tartine for me, chopped salad to share and a chicken salad sandwich and beer for Joey.  I think we were both in our happy place.


We were having dinner at my parents’ later on and decided to do like we did last year and stop at Four Noses beforehand.  I got a hybrid IPA and I have no idea what that means, I just know it was damn good!  Mom killed it as usual with the corned beef and cabbage and then she served us Green Velvet cupcakes and I was full like whoa but it was so worth it.


Sunday started with Joey making me lemon poppyseed pancakes and he somehow timed it perfect with coffee, so everything was ready at the same time.  So I guess what I’m saying is, I give up my weekend pancake-making duties forever.  Oh and we totally went on an outdoor run both Saturday AND Sunday!  I used to work out on back to back (to back to back) days all the time, but I sort of stopped at some point and it’s been just fine.  This is all to say both ways can be okay depending on what feels right for you right now  🙂

The rest of the day was spent making lunch salads, baking a quiche (why don’t I do this more often?!) and finishing Lily and the Octopus.  I was full on crying at the end while Joey was sitting next to me eating chips and salsa, completely unaware of the emotional moment I was having, ha!  We ended Sunday with pizza, family birthdays and SNOW!  What??  How??  Must be spring in Colorado!

How was your weekend?

Book Review: Chemistry

I read a lot of books that are smart or interesting or creative and those can be fun and worthwhile but they don’t touch my heart.  They don’t present characters that, though fictional, feel real and relatable.  They aren’t moving in a way that puts a lump in your throat and leaves you uncertain of whether to laugh or cry.  For me, Chemistry by Weike Wang did all of those things.  I feel into it, got wrapped up in it and adored every minute of it.


The main character is a grad student working on her PhD but her boyfriend Eric (who has just proposed) is a determined and well-adjusted graduate, her best friend is a successful doctor, her father has made it from China to America, learned English and made it through graduate school himself.  This all makes it increasingly impossible for her not compare herself or stand up to the pressure from her parents.  Her story is specific but her feelings of uncertainty and not knowing what to do or which path to take are so universal.  I felt heartbroken for the narrator but I also felt heartbroken for everyone who has felt lost, myself included.

Have you ever taken a class where you were told “show, don’t tell”?  This book felt like the epitome of showing.  The narrator doesn’t need to tell you her parents are hard on her because she relays moments from her childhood where her father drills her with mathematical equations or shares a heartbreaking phone call where she confesses she cannot finish her PhD only to have her mother say, “You are nothing to me without that degree.”  Snipets of interactions and conversation between she and Eric do more to paint a picture of their relationship than any description could.  The prose is concise yet says so much.  I loved this about the book.  And tonally, it is both amusing and gut-wrenching, striking the perfect balance between the two.

This book is so endearing and I hope, if you pick it up, that you’ll love it as much as I did ♥