Gatsby, Summer Brews, and an Unplanned DNS

My first DNS. Not even mad about it.

By the time I headed home from work on Friday, I knew the weekend was going to be shot. Our annual client conference was last week and after three non-stop days, my whole body was tired and my brain was fried. I managed to get laundry done as soon as I walked in the door Friday night but after that? I spent a sweet 24 hours alternating between the bed and the couch.

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At the beginning of the week I realized that there might be a chance I’d need to miss this year’s Spartan Race in Burnet. Neither of us were too upset about it considering Brad’s back has been on the verge of going out lately and my work schedule was going to slip me into a state of exhaustion that would make climbing 10-foot walls and carrying cinderblocks incredibly difficult. When I woke up Saturday morning and could barely get out of bed, I knew skipping the race was the best decision we could have made.

Gatsby and the Growler

I wasn’t exaggerating at all when I said I spent 24 hours in the horizontal position. Stupid me in my “mid-conference-the-weekend-is-almost-here” haze bought us tickets to the 10pm showing of the Great Gatsby on Saturday night. Brilliant, Melissa. Just brilliant. I finally peeled myself off the couch at 4pm to shower, only to get into bed afterwards until 8:15. And THEN I got ready to go out.

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As usual, we went to the Alamo Drafthouse for the movie. It makes no sense for us to go to the movies if the theater doesn’t offer beer and fried pickles. What? You don’t bring a beer growler to the movie theater with you? You’re missing out. And doing it wrong.

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From what I heard, the Great Gatsby received mixed reviews. We’ve been waiting for the damn thing to come out since last summer so we were going to see it regardless. The verdict? It was really good! I will say this: if you thought the movie itself was going to be as fast paced as the trailers they released, then it’s understandable why you were disappointed. As much as it pains me to say this, Leonardo DiCaprio (NOT his biggest fan) did a great job as J.Gatsby. Some people complained there was too much partying and too much boozing. I think it portrayed the 20s pretty accurately. Bottom line: don’t always trust the critics!

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Sunday and Summer Brews

9am came awfully fast on Sunday and the only thing that got me out of bed was the beeping sound coming from the coffeemaker when it was done brewing. It took half a pot of coffee and three hours for me to finally get a grocery list together. Then I remembered we actually needed to leave the house in order to get the grocery shopping done. Super depressing realization.

Thirty minutes and $125 later, we emerged from HEB unscatched, despite the post-church crowd that nearly ran both of us over with their carts multiple times. Something very exciting came out of the trip:

Sam Adams Beers of SummerAh yes, it’s that time of year again. No, not variety pack season. That happens EVERY season, especially in our house. But it’s time for the Sam Adams Summer Variety Pack! I only had a couple and will say that Blueberry Hill wasn’t my favorite (too fruity) but so far so good on the rest.

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Spoiling the Dog

While I savored the last few hours of one of the laziest weekends ever, I decided to make Bo some dog treats from scratch. On Friday night’s episode of Shark Tank there was an 11-year old boy who started a company that made all-natural dog treats. Surely if HE could do it, then I could do it too. (Make the treats, not start a company. Let’s not get crazy.)

Brad searched the internet for common ingredients while I covered the kitchen in flour and cinnamon. Why are those two so messy?!  Anyway, I used an (unmeasured) mix of whole wheat flour, eggs, cinnamon, salt, pumpkin, and peanut butter for the treats, and then baked in the oven at 400 degrees for 30 minutes.

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They tasted pretty plain to me, but Bo LOVED them. He proceeded to lick the floor for 10 minutes afterwards to make sure he cleaned up all the crumbs. Think we can call that a success, yes?

Overall

As I mentioned above, this weekend might go down in history as one of the laziest ever: skipped a race, slept all day, saw a movie, and had a few beers. My body is still convinced it needs another day of recovery to make up for the lost sleep last week.

Or maybe it’s just Monday.

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8 Comments

  1. Lazy is good though – and so are the beer summer variety packs!!

    I had the same thoughts about the movie. It was long, but it pretty true to the book and Leo is a GREAT Gatsby (not the biggest fan either).

    Those Sparten races scare the crap out of me. I would have DNS’d too!
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  2. I did that race this weekend. I did NOT enjoy. And there were only 8 foot walls. 🙂 I have a super nasty sunburn and a long scratch from barbed wire. I’m sticking to road races from here on out. (The park was pretty beautiful though.)
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    • Great job! It’s definitely a limit-pusher! I did it last year and my least favorite part was the tunnel. I’m not quite claustrophobic but the people in front of me were taking a really long time and felt like we were in there forever!

      I heard it’s changing to a Super (8+ miles) next year. Still trying to decide if I’m up for that kind of abuse. Wish it was in February or March so it wouldn’t be so hot!

  3. A lazy weekend is some times exactly what I need and it sounsd like yours was very much needed. I’ve been looking forward to Gatsby for what seems like forever, I hope to make it soon.
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  4. Glad to hear Gatsby is good. I want to see it still even though the reviews were blah.

    Also, for someone as lazy as you are (and come on, let’s face it, you love you some couch time), I think making dog treats is one of the most un-lazy things to do ever. I can barely find the energy to make MYSELF treats. That Bo has it good.
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    • How dare you judge me for my love of the couch! 🙂 And yes, Bo is the most spoiled dog in all of the land.

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