The weekend began on Friday evening (as it often does). Kevin was out of town at an away football game, so with sole possession of the remote control, Flo and I went wild: Fashion Police, the first Sex and the City movie, and the Golden Girls.
On Saturday morning, I met up with my friend Kelly for some yoga in the park. There was a slight chill to the air, but with the mats sitting in the sun and some warming asanas, it quickly turned perfect.
Saturday afternoon included several hours at work and some quality bank time.
The highlight was receiving this picture via text:
We settled into a cozy booth at a local Mexican food place that evening for dinner, and then watched some football.
We headed to the gym on Sunday morning, and then did the weekly grocery shopping at Whole Foods.
Speaking of Whole Foods, have you read this? I can’t stop laughing; every time I read it, it slays me. My favorite line is about the poison being on aisle seven.
While checking out at Whole Foods on this particular morning, the checkout lady asked us what we had planned for the afternoon. We gained some serious Whole Foods cred when we said that we were planning to head out to the Harvest Fest at a local growers market. She looked impressed. Then Kevin said, “And we’ll make it home in time to see the Broncos play at 2:30.” Any points that our intended attendance at Harvest Fest had yielded us were instantly snatched back. “Oh yes,” she said, “Football is in session….”
Harvest Fest was nice. Really, when dogs, families, and food trucks all come together on a sunny day, what’s not to like?
It seemed like there was a good turnout, and though it felt far more like summer than fall to me, I managed to survive with a little help from a healthy helping of brisket nachos (Whole Foods girl would not have approved, I’m quite certain) and a Spinaci pizza.
Washed down with some root beer, served up in an icy tin mug.
All the while enjoying the vocal talents of some local (they had to be local) band whose finale song was, “I’ve got my mojo working.”
Then it was home for a nap and some football. Followed by dinner with Kevin’s parents and the FINAL episode of Breaking Bad. It’s the end of the blue meth era.
A quite sweet weekend.
How did you spend your weekend? What made it sweet? And did you watch Breaking Bad – last night or ever?