Monday, July 6, 2015

Celebrating the Fourth

Happy belated 4th of July! This weekend was so, so much fun. I only have one requirement for every 4th: fireworks. Preferably A LOT. I absolutely love them; how can you not?!

I had to work during the day Saturday, but got off early afternoon and met up with Dan. We went to a Saints baseball game in St.Paul at a new stadium there, which was absolutely gorgeous. My favorite thing about it? Sooooo many bathrooms! Every woman knows the struggle of bathrooms at a stadium. We got hot dogs, enjoyed some yummy beer, and had super awesome seats to enjoy the game. Baseball is probably my favorite game to watch live. 

The city of St.Paul paired up with the stadium to do the city fireworks there after the game, which was perfect. The game went into a 10th inning, but after it ended the announcer came on and instructed everyone to clap twice on the count of three. We all did, which threw the stadium into darkness, and then they launched a beautiful fireworks display. I watched them with the biggest smile, arms intertwined with Dan's, thinking about how magical it all felt. I think magical is the best description for a night sky that is lit up with multi-colored sparkles. Magical is also how I think it would feel to roll around in a pool full of glitter, but I digress.



Sunday, Dan and I met up early and went to brunch prior to heading over to the Minnesota Arboretum. I'll be honest, I'd never even heard the term arboretum until he mentioned that he bought us tickets to it a few weeks ago. I had no idea what to expect. It began with the University of Minnesota, and has over 1200 acres of gardens, trees, prairies, and various other things. It.Was.Gorgeous! So, we need to stop a minute so I can set the stage for you. One of the first sections that we hit was the herb garden, and right before we walked in, a tiny little chipmunk ran across the path. A CHIPMUNK. As in, they live and sing in Disney movies, adorable little chipmunk! I can't even, y'all. It was a legit struggle to not squeal louder than I did; however, I maintained my composure like a very responsible lame adult. Mostly. 

We wandered through herbs, roses, peonies (daisies are my favorite, but these are an incredibly close second). We walked through the woods and saw an owl hanging out in a tree (you can see him if you click the picture). We walked through the prairie, where we were absolutely swarmed by some obnoxious little bugs. I laughed the most here - I was frantically swatting nonstop with the map, and Dan took off his shirt to swat. We looked ridiculous, but I thought they were trying to kill us and take us back for the winter for their babies. I was ready to get OUT of the prairie. Other than the bugs though, all the long flowering grass was beautiful and peaceful. Then we went through a hedge maze, which was super fun. We took turns choosing the path, and all of mine seemed to lead to dead ends. I'm pretty much the most directionally-challenged person ever, so that isn't surprising. 






We came back to my house, watched the World Cup and made homemade pizza. Dan made me try his, which was a kalamata olive tapenade with roasted red peppers and mozzarella. He knows I hate olives, but insisted I try. I ate three pieces with OLIVES, and I actually liked them. Apparently, adding onion and garlic makes everything better. A televised sports game and olives - WHO AM I LATELY?! Seriously, that's Twilight Zone level stuff. But you know what? Bring on the new things...all the new things.

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