Weekend Things: This is December

So, it’s that time of year again.

December.  Full-on Christmas season.  Which means Christmas lights, Christmas shopping, Christmas music (except that I’ve been listening to that for the past 3 weeks…) and Christmas feasting.  Oh and December also means the KBCO Studio C release!

I’m sorry if you’ve been reading my blog for the past 3 years, and have to keep reading posts about me waiting in line at 6 AM for some CD, drinking Starbucks and dressed like it’s below freezing outside, but this year will be no different.  Except that it was about 50 degrees and I was overdressed.


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But like always, my mom ended up going even though she claimed she wasn’t, we took pictures of us waiting in line and sent them to my uncle (who pointed out that I was overdressed) and reminisced about all the other years that we’ve waited in line.

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Warm enough for iced drinks, apparently.  I think I prefer warm weather to having to wait outside in the dark while it rains or just full on snows.  And by “I think” I mean I know.

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I’m guessing next year we will reminisce about 2012, the year someone drove up and asked why we were all waiting in front of a liquor store (the line ends up winding there) and one of the radio show hosts answered that “the people of Boulder just want their liquor!”

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And I will reminisce about how ecstatic I was that they were passing out bagels and cream cheese because I’ve had a serious bagel craving for the past couple of weeks.  And just for the record, that bagel was everything I hoped it would be.

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You know, I used to go because there’s a 2 CD per person limit and my mom needed me to be able to get more than 2 CDs, then I went because it was a tradition, and now I go because want a copy of the CD.  It’s unplugged, it’s not the crap on the pop radio stations and it’s always so good.

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I think Mayer Hawthorne and Grafitti6 are my favorites, but really, I love them all so far.  Oh, and I also go because it’s tradition.  And once something becomes a tradition, I basically insist on doing it for the rest of forever.  So don’t think you’re bailing next year, Mom.

After we got our CDs, we all kind of parted ways and I, in fact, went off to run a race.

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This being the only proof that I actually ran the Colder Bolder with my friend Jenn because I wasn’t about to carry my phone during the race.  The joke was on me though when we got beanies in our race packet and had to hold them the entire time we ran.  The race was on CU campus and I love being on campus so I loved the course (except the hills!) and only ran off the race course on accident once…

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December also means the Denver Parade of Lights.  Which I thought would mean a quick drive into Denver, picking a prime spot to watch the parade from and easily grabbing a late dinner somewhere on the 16th Street Mall.  Except that it was really nice outside and everyone else also had the same plan, so by the time we’d made it to the parade (40 minutes after it started — hey traffic, you suck) it was so packed that there was no way we’d be getting anywhere close enough to the parade to see it.  And the wait for a table was an hour and a half (no thanks).  And we wandered around through crowded Denver for way too long looking for somewhere to eat that didn’t have a wait that would have us eating after midnight.

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Okay, after midnight is a slight exaggeration.  Oddly enough, even though nothing went as planned and it was late and it felt like we had walked all over Denver, I was totally okay with how the night turned out.  I’m usually the one who freaks out if we stray from the plan or if dinner isn’t at a normal hour and for some reason, I was just totally calm.

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We eventually happened upon a place with no wait (whoa!) and enough good-looking menu options to make up our minds pretty easily.  I got French Onion soup and a glass of wine and was totally content with life.  That parade probably sucked anyways.

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I spent the better part of yesterday at the mall with this person.  This person who has a dog treat fanny pack.  And whom, I told “I can’t be a part of this” to when she put her dog treat fanny pack on.  But we also did some Christmas shopping, lunch eating and boot trying-on.

Since it’s December, I can only assume there will be more Christmas activities, Starbucks holiday drinks, shopping, comfort food and family time.  Yep, it’s that time of year.

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How did you ring in December?

Are you done Christmas shopping or are you like me and have barely started?

Does it feel like winter where you live or is it unseasonably warm like it is in Colorado?

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