Friday, July 21, 2017

5th Annual?!?

Happy Friday!

Coming at you with some ramblings today, because writing is my therapy and my hand gets tired after writing a page in my journal.

It's Friday. I'm sitting at my desk at work, eating Funyuns, drinking a Mt. Dew and I have a sugar free Red Bull on deck. This is not a typical breakfast number two, oh yes, I said breakfast number two. My first breakfast was left over Noodles, Wisconsin Mac & Cheese, and it was heaven.  I'm listening to a country playlist on Spotify, currently one of my favorite songs is playing, Come A Little Closer by Dierks Bently, and I found a smile come across my face.

Want to know why?

Today is the 5th ANNUAL COUSIN CABIN WEEKEND!!

I'm picking up my cousin Pat in about three hours. Coolers are packed and ready to go, I know Flink is resting up in the pole barn just waiting to feel the water under his plastic belly, the Dorothy Gee is most likely full of gas and ready for some sunset cruises, and the grill is anxiously awaiting Pat to do his grilling magic.

Leading up to this weekend, I didn't want to participate. I'm overwhelmed with life and everything happening in the next month, moving, my trip to Europe, turning 33, etc.

Today I woke up, said 'fuck the fuck knows', our line for the weekend, threw my fist in the air and told myself, 'you got this'.

My cube mate walked in and asked if I was ready for this weekend and I couldn't stop talking about how happy and excited I am to see some of my favorite people.

My favorite people, not because we are cousins, but because they are the most real people I've ever met. A rarity these days.

These are people that tell you when you are being a drunk fool, but don't judge you. They just write a joke about it on a jenga piece.

The people that offer to bring all the meats, because they like to cook for people.

The people that drive for hours from a different state because they know how important family is.

The people that, outside of being family, would never cross paths, but damn, we love each other.

These are the people that, when I undoubtedly start crying or bitching about a guy, will tell me that I'm too good for him and I'll believe them.

Speaking of bitching about guys. Do you want to know what also puts a smile on your face?

Finally realizing for yourself that you are too good for someone. Delete their number. Don't reply to messages and just go have fun with your favorite people!



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Tuesday, July 18, 2017

39 Years? What?!?

Friday was my parents 39th wedding anniversary! Can you believe that?

At the rate I'm going, I'll be lucky to get half of those years with one person who also decides that we can live under one roof with each other and not kill the other one. Fingers crossed!

To celebrate they asked that me, my sisters and niece join them at the cabin for family time. It's been a while since just the five of us have spent time together, and this year Sylvie got to join in on the fun too.

A couple of years ago my dad found a restaurant near Spooner, WI that is a renovated farm house called Pine Brook Farm. He wanted to take the whole family there to celebrate their anniversary and I'm so glad he did.

Pine Brook Farm is an old farm that was owned by the Gillette family from Gillette Children's Hospital in St. Paul until it was sold in 2012 and turned into a restaurant.

They have the main farm house which is the restaurant and gift shop, an old shed that is call the Wood Tick Bar and another out building that had seating for BBQ's and live music.

It's definitely a restaurant I hope to return to some day and enjoy a cocktail while listening to some live music.







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Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Basilica Block Party 2017

Minnesota Summers are exactly why we put up with our unpredictable yet always below freezing winters.

Since the 4th of July came and went in the blink of an eye, I'm feeling like I have to cram in all the outdoor festivals, block parties, park visits, walks around the lakes and rooftop happy hours as I can.

This past weekend was the Basilica Block Party and my second year attending.


There were really only two artists that we were interested in seeing so we met for drinks and dinner downtown after work to fuel up and get some happy hour priced beverages before heading to the show.

When we got to the Basilica (Note: The Basilica Block Party began in 1995 as a fundraiser to help pay for the structural restoration of the Basilica of St. Mary, a landmark church in Minneapolis) Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness was just taking the stage so we headed over to catch most of their set.

I'll be honest and admit that I had never heard of them before, but they put on such a fun show and their music was really good and now I'm hooked. Plus he crowd surfed in a rubber duck 👍



After Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness, we headed over to another stage and caught the end of NEEDTOBREATH before Brandi Carlile took the stage to close out night one of the Basilica Block Party.




As if Minneapolis didn't already have my heart, being able to watch top artists perform with my favorite city as the backdrop just put the cherry on top of a great night.
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Wednesday, July 5, 2017

4th of July 2017

And just like that, it's July 5th and another 4th of July is in the books.

Celebrating the 4th is second on my list of favorite holidays to celebrate, Christmas Eve is of course the first. I'm still waiting for that oh-so-epic fourth that I'll never forget, but each year gets a little bit closer as I'm able to celebrate with more family and friends.

The lake was alive from day one through day four when I left to go back to the cities. Most mornings the water would look like glass and there would be a dozen paddle boarders and kayakers enjoying the morning quiet. As the lake would wake up out came the jet skis, speed boats with tubers and the sand bar filled with pontoons, rafts, music and people playing water games.

We lucked out with incredible weather, minus the first night while we were enjoying a bon fire and watching lightning in the distance that soon turned in to not so distant lightning and hail.

I walked away from the weekend with a mysteriously burned back and a few more bug bites than I would have liked, but all in all, it was another successful Fourth of July!