Grand Old Day.
In the land that is lovingly referred to as Minnesnowta, we’ve seen an abnormally warm winter this year. Barely a trace of snow around Christmas, not a single snow emergency declared throughout the season, and now we’re hitting 60-70° days in March; I think a more fitting term for us this year is actually Min-no-snow-ta. But I’m not really complaining, as much as I adapt to enjoy the cold weather when it comes every year, the arrival of spring is always a warm welcome, and today was most definitely one of those days.
Having missed yesterday’s 60° and sunny day because I was trapped inside all day due to work, I had to make sure that I would take advantage of today’s warm weather. Even though the sun wasn’t as prominent, the warmth still made for a great day. Since my fellow bro Erick also missed yesterday, we decided to adventure out to a key Saint Paul area spot, Grand Avenue.
It started off at the local Tea Garden for bubble tea with cousin Johnny, which consisted of discussions of a levitating Rob Schneider, the ideal Treat Yo’ Self Day, and drinks that mysteriously tasted like panties. After we parted ways with cousin Johnny, Erick and I took to the road, cruisin’ down Grand, windows down, without a care in the world except for what to eat. We finally parked and started walking when spontaneity kicked in; as we walked by a busy outdoor bar, we decided to stop in and take a couple day shots. A couple Washington Apples hit the spot, warming our bellies, and we were off again only to be interrupted a few steps later when we heard our names coming from across the street. Low and behold it’s a friend of ours that we haven’t seen in quite some time; playing an eleven-string guitar (it was actually a twelve-string but I noticed one missing), jammin’ out, he was just spending the day outside enjoying life with some friends. We spent the next 10-15 minutes talking, the conversation interwoven with stories reminiscing of the past along with his tales of his adventure travelling around the country. We split from him to continue our journey to find food only to get it cut short by time constraints due to a work meeting I had to attend. Still, after a great day like today, I did not let that kill my mood.
Today was the first day after daylight savings and I’d say we most definitely seized that extra hour of sunlight and made it our own. If this winter is any indication of what the rest of 2012 will bring, I’d say it looks like we’re in for a Grand Old Year.
Late sauce.
