So right, it’s Monday again. Classic.
First, let’s get one thing out of the way since I know you’ve been waiting with bated breath… I’m happy to inform you that we DID get a gym membership this weekend. It felt good. Felt real good. Except immediately after our first workout, which felt real sweaty. But you know, otherwise good.
We were so proud of our accomplishments that we promptly rewarded ourselves with mexican food. As one does. The sun also decided to reward us by coming out of hiding. So the bulk of Saturday was spent outside, wandering around our neighborhood and then meeting some pals at an Oktoberfest celebration at a brewery nearby. Gym + mexican food + german beer = a pretty fulfilling day if you ask me.
Anyway anyway. We also had high hopes for Sunday… and we DID actually get up to watch football at 10am like we planned. We put on our party pants and downed some bloody mary’s at a sheisty old pub that smelled of feet and served some pretty questionable cheese fries. The people watching was fantastic; lots of squirrely football fans throwing out eff bombs and drinking tequila shots before noon, so that was something. But then we then went home and sat down… for the rest of the day. For reasons. Or not. Regardless, we have some catch up to do on laundry and yardwork and you know, just being productive in general.
But that’s what shitty old Monday is for, right?
Without further ado, here’s a few pics from our Saturday Don’tmatterday.
[ put a knob on it ] [ the news ] [ sangria blanca from ¿por que no?… yes please and thank you every day of the week ] [ Saturday’s are for buying hats and prancing around with this guy… ♥ ] [ Finally found a store that serves both my incense and my axe-ing needs ]
So, here’s to another week. May it be filled with more sweat and mexican food. Preferably at separate times.