Another year, another Nuns Having Fun calendar, and another chance to look back and ask, “What was I thinking?” Welcome to 2011: The Year That Was.
January: Best Month I Forgot About Entirely
Seriously, I had to turn to the new-fangled Facebook Timeline to help me remember January 2011. And here’s what I found out:
1. I made these cookies with Manolo.
2. We also ate them.
3. I finished what wound up being the best book I read all year: The Big Payback: The History of the Business of Hip-Hop by Dan Charnas. I could tell you how well-written, informative, and crazy-interesting it is, but if you’re not already on board from the title, this might not be the book for you.
4. And I found out my name would be featured on “millions of cups” at Caribou Coffees everywhere. This would be the peak of my fame in 2011.
February: Best Second Month of the Year
Another one I don’t remember! Apparently: I went to a couple of concerts (favorite: Pete Yorn at First Ave), and I continued one of my favorite traditions of watching the Oscars with my bro.
In my defense there was a lot of snow on the ground last year. I didn’t get out that much.
March: Best Month To Start New Friendships
At some point in March, Lacy invited me out for brunch with one of her old friends who had just moved down the road from me. Going against my usual winter attitude of “people are the worst,” I agreed to go.
That friend was the Ginger.
Also joining us that day was the Ginger’s roommate, another guy I vaguely knew years ago. And because I feel confident he will never read this, I don’t mind telling you he totally ignored my presence for the first half hour or so of our brunch and I wasn’t thinking we’d ever hang out again. Then I mentioned Battlestar Galactica. And now I can’t get rid of him.
****JOKE! THAT PART IS A JOKE.****
But really, our friendship formed because of BSG, found its footing in football, further developed over beer, and continues despite the amount of hell I give him. He would probably like to make some jokes about getting rid of me, too, but is too nice to do so.
Easily the best brunch of my life.
April: Best Month to Get Older
I turned 26 by being sick on my couch and having a Die Hard marathon. Later I convinced some coworkers to buy me an ice cream cake if I picked it up; this is what I chose to put on it.
April was also when I saw Chuck Klosterman at the Fitzgerald, and went to my first of several Twins games of the year. Spring is better than winter, you guys.
May: Best Month To Be Named Daughter of the Year
I took my mom to see Paul Simon at First Ave.
And I took Lacy to see Donald Glover/Childish Gambino at The Varsity.
I also got a tan-line from a candy necklace while at the Lyn-Lake Festival. I regret nothing.
June: Best Month To Start A Blog
I started this blog in June for a class, but at first I tried to keep it homework-centric. Some adventures that happened in that time that haven’t yet been shared with the internet:
1. I took a tour of the Liberty Belle, a WWII bomber like the one my grandfather was in as a gunner.
2. I rode a mechanical bull at Grand Old Day.
3. I broke my bowling record (133 and it still stands! I’m not very good at bowling!).
4. And I officially became an Irish citizen (oh, have I mentioned that a time or two before?).
July – December: Best Things I’ve Already Written About So Just Read the Archives, Particularly Anything About Traveling With The Ginger, Visiting Virginia in July, Screaming at The New Kids On The Block, Being Thankful For Things, And Being Disappointed By The Vikings Live and In Person.
(We may be on memory lane here, but that doesn’t mean we can’t take shortcuts.)
So that was 2011: New friendships, new adventures, and a new passion for volunteering. Things were constantly ridiculous. Some ideas were bad. Mistakes were made on a daily basis. But overall, I think I nailed it in one take.
Bring it, 2012.