Monday, February 18, 2008
A lot, a little. Some, not so much. Money well spent, money wasted.
This weekend was a blur of eating, cocktails, shopping, musical theater, and knitting fashion shows.
Don't tell me I don't know how to live large.
Saturday we had tickets to this at the Guthrie. I don't think I have both enjoyed and despised a show so much. On one hand, it had Tom Waits songs back to back, a great stage and fabulous lighting and props. On the other hand, it had "musical theater-y" people singing Tom Waits songs and sort of sucking the gravel out of them in a dramatic, "musical theater-y" way.
Meh. It was fine, I guess.
The Mr. took this picture in the lobby of the Guthrie. Good thing he's cute, 'cause he can't take a decent picture to save his life.
The Mississippi river and Mpls NE skyline are the view. In person it's stunning. And I'm standing on a glass floor where you can see four floors down. Scary.
Dinner after was at Cafe Havana, a Cuban-esque restaurant that is located pretty much next door to this place. I bet they have fun neighborhood block parties. We had ceviche, caramelized plantains, slow-roasted pork with rice & beans and avocado-stuffed salmon. They also have these delicious drinkies that are basically a mojito in martini form with a splash of champagne. Mmmm, mmmm, drinkies. We ate ourselves into a food coma.
After dinner, it was getting late, but we decided to make a pit stop at an event that my gal Blondie was working with her boyfriend. He was doing sound for one of the bands, she did makeup for the models for a little runway show they had. it was in a cool old Masonic temple that a family currently lives in. How cool to live in a huge old building with a ballroom, gigantic rooms and all sorts of nooks and crannies? I'm kind of jealous.
Then home, and sleep.
Sunday we had a cheap and (as always) delicious breakfast here. I swear, dive bars have the best breakfasts, and they always make good, cheap bloodies to accompany your eggs & such. Fancy-pants brunches are so overrated. Give me a dive with the stink of Saturday night still lingering in the air anytime. I like my hashbrowns with a touch of trashiness, thank you very much.
Blondie and I went to the MOA for some much needed shopping therapy, and for the second time in my life I found myself trapped in the "place for fun in your life" with hordes of knitting-types there to attend some sort of knitting/crochet conference. How odd. They even had a knitting fashion show where they had models actually walking down a catwalk modeling afghans. Afghans, people. They were modeling blankets. I have never in my life been so disappointed that I forgot my camera, and I swore to myself at that moment that I would get a camera phone. Promise.
Purchases were made, martinis and burgers were forced down our gullets, and a good weekend was had by all.
I'm off work today, but I've got several items on the docket: yoga (done- sitting here still sweaty and gross. Ick.), lunch with my pal Leon, and dinner at a charity event in Mpls with a co-worker tonight. I kind of wish I had nothing to do- a "day off" would be awesome as my next 2-3 weekends are booked solid. I need to catch up on my sloth and magazines.
Maybe next month.
Hope y'all had a nice weekend, my sweaty little hobbits.