Weekend Recap/Shenanigans
Helloo!!! This weekend was one of those weekends that makes you realize that you wish you were a younger twenty something just so you can hang longer, but then you also appreciate being an older twenty something because you successfully day drank all day Saturday, went to bed at a reasonable time (10:30pm) and got home the next day and scooped ALL (well probably 95% some were way to smashed) the dog shit out of the yard.
Lets rewind…
Friday night we did nothing, not a damn thing. We ate dinner, drank a little wine, watched some tv, and packed up a bag for the Saturday shenanigans. Which brings me to Saturdays St. Patrick’s day celebration. Jeff wanted to be downtown at 8AM… We live in BFE, and had to drop the dogs off that morning at his parents house.. So you know what time he made me leave the house. 6am. Yes, 6am on a Saturday. Shit sucked. But I did it.
We got to our friends Tino and Carries apartment around 745 am and immediately popped the champagne for some mimosas… boom. Surprisingly, I didn’t get too weird. No accents, and i’m pretty pissed but I didn’t find a fake red beard to wear around. Which, I probably spared Jeff too much embarrassment on that one. Because, we all know that if you are wearing a fake red beard you have to have an accent. You.Are.Welcome.Jeff. I DID HOWEVER have a pretty awesome headband, with crazy Medusa like arms and flashing lights (thanks mom, my moms cooler than yours). Seriously, the second you get your filthy paws on one of those snake like objects hanging off my head and give it a squeeze (twss), there’s no going back. Its like one of those Chinese finger traps, you know the ones where you really start to panic because you think that your sausages fingers are stuck and you might have to call 911 for a panic attack and to free your stupid fingers addicting. Yes.. it was like that. I did request strangers to give it a squeeze. I wish I could put the feeling of it on here, but that’s the best description I have for you.
On a side note, Jeff looked like Abu from Aladdin all day. For real.
Im dying haha. Seriously.
We ended the night playing a little golf, shoving my pie hole with an egg bake, ripping my contacts out of my eyes and going to sleep.
Anytime we go anywhere Jeff wakes up at the butt crack of dawn and takes me down with him, and I say takes me down because its usually not pleasant.. I’m usually pretending to sleep and only opening the eye that is pressed up against the pillow praying he wont see that I’m kind of awake. In all actuality i’m praying he will come in with a fat glass of water, dump it in my mouth without me moving, and go back to bed. But, that doesn’t happen, we get up and get on the move. I am usually happy as long as he takes me to Dunkin so I can get myself a bagel and some coffee, otherwise, i’m not talking to you the entire car ride home.
Overall, we had a fantastic Saturday!
SO, that brings me to Sunday. I’m just going to call it Sunday poo day. I spent a good hour and a half cleaning up after the dogs. Seriously when will they be smart enough to clean up after themselves. Or when will they at least figure out to just go in ONE area. Not every single orpheus of the yard. We did have a pretty productive Sunday, we cleaned the house, had a nice healthy dinner, scooped shit for hours (I scooped shit for hours, or an eternity, I don’t know, it was a long time).
OH, and today, I bought CORNED FREAKING BEEF.. You are lucky I love you, It’s even gross in the packaging.
Jeff really wanted corned beef tomorrow on the real St. Patrick’s day. I.WILL.NOT.BE.EATING.CORNED FREAKING BEEF. Ill have Mac and Cheese shapes, the best kind of mac and cheese.
Buzzes Girlfriend, Woof.
How was your weekend? Did you celebrate St. Patrick’s day?
-T-
Stinkin’ Overthinkin’
– When ordering food at a restaurant is it noticeably impolite to order in any way other than a question?
“Let me get a pola-sassage & fries.”
“Give me a pola-sassage & fries.”
“Could I please have a pola-sassage & fries?”
……Or am I stinkin’ overthinkin’?
– JR
It’s the Freakin Weekend Baby, About to have me some FUN (almost)
So this weekend marks the beginning of St. Patrick’s day celebrations. Last year Jeff and I celebrated by moving into our new house, exciting I know. No green beer, no all you can eat buffets, no Chicago drinking at 8am or Captain and Coke train rides. Just manual labor.
Taphouse Grill
Tonight we ate at one of my 3 favorite restaurants, Taphouse Grill, with my parents. I ordered the Shrimp Tacos. I order these quite often and I washed them down with Revolution Anti-Hero IPA’s, which are one of my favorite beers. At some point I may do some of my own beer reviews but when I post a link to a beer, it’ll usually be to http://www.beeradvocate.com. They are very straight forward with their reviews and they allow consumers to have a very prominent say in the rankings.
Yesterday 3 of the Chicago Cubs top prospects hit Back to Back to Back home runs in a spring training game.
(FYI – 2015 Chicago Cubs Preview Article Coming Soon)
– JR
Chicken Burrito Inspired Empty Refrigerator Scrambler Combo Recipe
Check out last night’s dinner recipe in the Recipes section.
Chicken Burrito Inspired Empty Refrigerator Scrambler Combo
JR
The Struggle is REAL
Lets just preface this post with this…
I started working out back in July 2014. When I say STARTED working out I mean actually trying. Not the ol’ college try where I go to the gym, run around the track till I pant a couple times and have beads a bead of sweat run down my forehead. I have my days where I just do not want to give any effort into this fitness stuff. But, then I realize that I will be more disappointed and ragret 🙂 not going.
SO now i’m paying for all of those beer breakfast’s, frat parties, and margarita challenges throughout college. This is what I get for enjoying those 30 racks of Busch Light and the two cheeseburger meals from crapdonalds at 3am (i’m drooling) or chubby sticks (you people are gross, its pizza.. jeeze). I should have started working out then… butttttttttt I didnt (the bead of sweat from my “laps” around the track don’t count, I know that now)… so here I am 4.5 years later trying to rid myself of the Busch lights… I’ve moved up to wine and captain.. but that’s for a different post…
A Whole bunch of nothing about the Two Adult Rookies!
Well, this is our first blog post ever! This is a little place we decided to chronicle our adventures as life’s Adult Rookies!! We are twenty something’s just trying to figure shit out on our own. Here you will find us talking about a whole lot of everything, we can’t always guarantee we will be 100% focused, or a 100% right, or even that great at dat der grammar stuff 🙂 But we hope that you stick with us and join us in our fight against with adulthood. About us, I suppose. Well there are two of us, we are married, and we are from the Chicagoland area. We are college grads, with big people jobs, and big people chores and household duties. We won’t be discussing where we work but we will say that Taylor (girl adult) is an administrative assistant and Jeff (male adult) is a web developer/designer/computer whiz person. We have TONS of animals, well 4. Two Dogs and Two cats, which I’m sure you will hear plenty about! We plan to talk about a hodge podge of everything, food, recipes, fitness, things we like, dogs, cats, grass (no not that grass), home décor, web design, music, our challenges on becoming established adults, shit we may even talk about shit (literally)(just kidding)(maybe)… We hope you enjoy following along on our crazy journey through life! We would love to hear from you!
J&T
DISCLAIMER:
- We dont claim to be grammar guru’s or professional chefs or fitness experts, or even well-organized blog posters (Hence the name Rookies).
- Just because this is how we do things, it doesn’t mean you have to do them that way too.
- This is our space, no negativity welcome! (Unless you want to discuss batteries and power sources, HAR HAR HAR, (good one Jeff).