Best Things of the Week: A Day Late Edition

I meant to write this yesterday, but a surprise visit from an old friend and an innate ability to procrastinate everything means it’s here today instead!

1. Wedding Bells

Remember when I went to a bachelorette party last week? Unsurprisingly, it meant I got to go to a wedding this week!  And because it’s my life, I got to go to it with a bunch of nuns!  Right after work on Friday, my coworkers and I dressed up and went to our friend and former coworker’s wedding.  The ceremony was lovely, the reception was a great party, and the cupcakes were delicious. Congratulations, friends!

2. Uptownin’ Around

On Saturday, I dropped in to the Pizza Luce Block Party in Uptown with my friend Manolo.

Luce Block  Party Image

 We stuck around for Communist Daughter, then realized we could hear the concert almost as well from Manolo’s porch, which is kind of a perfect way to spend an afternoon.  Things got even better in the evening when I convinced Manolo to watch the Vikings’ preseason opener.  I’m not going to say it was a good game, but I had a great time trying to teach Manolo about the football.

Vikings Vs Packers

Manolo, lesson one: Your roommate the Packers fan is wrong, and I am right.

Lesson two: Our current starting quarterback’s name is Donavan McNabb.  Not, as you guessed, “Don Juan Diablo.”

3. Irish Fest!

I went to my first ever Irish Fest in St. Paul on Sunday! I ate O’Brien Potatoes, drank a Guinness, accidentally bought a loaf of soda bread (I thought I was just buying one piece and yes, I am the kind of person who accidentally buys a loaf of bread), and got my name written in Gaelic.  It is, disappointingly, “Raicheal.” I managed not to tell too many complete strangers about my citizenship — but I let my redheaded Irish buddy, known as “Saibher” for the day, tell them for me.  I absolutely recommend bringing your own ginger wherever you go.

Patrick Renna

If you learn nothing else from me, learn that.

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Best Things of the Week!

1. This one should be obvious.
Don’t worry, I’m not going to write another five-hundred-word essay about how I got dorky for Jordan Knight.  Because the Backstreet Boys were also there!


I genuinely love this song.  And if I haven’t already made it clear, I had an excellent time at the NKOTBSB concert.

 

Harry Potter 7 poster

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

2. Harry Potter and the End of the Tradition
Of course I’ve read all the Harry Potter books.  Of course I went to the movie the first weekend, and of course I loved it.  But more importantly, I’ve loved the tradition that came with it: I went to every HP movie from Chamber of Secrets on with my oldest friend, CK.  Even though we haven’t lived in the same part of the state in eight years, we have always made a point to get back together for the movies.  Sometimes it winds up being the only time we get together all year, which means we spend the hour or so before the movie using all our words at once to bond/gossip.  A lot of things have changed since I was five (well, kind of), but CK is a forever friend.  She is an excellent person and she makes me feel tall.  We will have to pick another movie series to keep the tradition going; maybe The Hunger Games if Jennifer Lawrence can do justice to Katniss Everdeen.

3. Street Festivals! Extremely hot street festivals!

A friend shared a personal rule with me, and I’m trying to follow it: you can either complain about the heat or the cold, you can’t complain about both.  I personally choose to complain about the cold, so I’m really trying to keep it together during this week of extreme heat.  But then I see things like this:

Weatherman's tweet

You can't spell "damn" without MN.

And this:

94 is buckling

Not great.

When things get life-threatening, I think I can break the complaint rule and join with the rest of the Minnesotans in our unofficial state motto: “Some weather we’re having, then!”

Anyway, despite the extreme heat over the past few days, I ventured out to two separate street festivals this weekend: Highland Fest and Barbette’s Bastille Day Block Party in Uptown.  Both featured a lot of sweaty people, music, kids being super cute, and fair food, but only one featured carnival rides.  Highland Fest wins!