Wow, I’ve been slacking on the updates a bit. Been a little disinterested to tell the truth. But, for the sake of using my website, I’ll hammer out an entry.
I was working in St. Louis all last week, that was another excuse for the lack of updates. It was a tolerable trip, all things considered. Work was… Well, it was work. I squeezed in some fun too though. Monday night I went out with Scotten and killed some time at a place called Trainwreck. Rather fitting name for us two, I thought. Wait a minute, doesn’t Scotten live in KC? Well, yes he does. As it happened though, he was down there working also, and staying not far from where I was at. For whatever reason, it actually never occurred to me that I should get in touch with my St. Louis buddies until I found myself thinking how odd it was that I would drive 225 miles and hang out with somebody that lives in my home town. By that time it was too late though, so I never did get ahold of anybody. Yes, I’m a generally rude friend. I accept that. I did get to go out with Jeff and Victoria (Donette’s sister) while I was there also though. We met up at Square One Brewery and had an excellent dinner. Solid place, I’d like to get back there again. That was my two night’s entertainment for the week, which is about my threshold for fun, and I just hung out at the hotel and watched TV the other nights.
Saturday was a fine day, as my days go. Brice had taken advantage of the excellent weather and thrown a brisket and a slab of ribs on his smoker, so Martin and I went over there and hung out all afternoon. My guess is that is going to be one of the nicest days we see this year, so I’m glad I got to take advantage of it. We spent the better part of the afternoon sitting on his patio enjoying the weather, (and the ribs,) and then later in the day we migrated to The Well to watch the Belmont Stakes horse race. At least I think that is what it was called; I will admit to not really knowing (or caring) what race it was, I was just there for the “event.” After the little ponies had run their circle, Martin and I joined the girls for dinner at Cantina del Ray, which we hadn’t been to in a while. We enjoyed a delicious meal, and then headed back to our house and listened to the Royals game on the patio. Whew, the weather was just too nice to be inside. They brought over a little friend for Teagan to play with too, which worked out well. They effectively wore each other out. (Don’t worry Schmidt, little Fifi took care of herself just fine.)
Sunday morning, at the unholy hour of 9:00, Munkirs came over and joined Martin and I for a brisk 30-mile bike ride. Whew. This was a planned event that I had known about all week, and one would think that I would have tempered my activities on Saturday accordingly. Guess I am just a slow learner though. I’d pinned a lot of hope on a rain-out, which didn’t work out; Not a cloud in the sky. Luckily between the nice weather and the moderate pace I was able to survive though. Nice ride actually, Munkirs has a pretty nice route plotted out. (If only I had one of those fancy Garmin’s I could share it with everybody.) After our ride we all headed up 75th Street for a little lunch on their patio, and then Donette and I headed back home and promptly fell asleep for the rest of the afternoon. After eventually waking from our naps, we put a lot of thought into dinner and decided on, of all things, 75th Street. What the heck, hadn’t been there in nearly six hours, maybe they had a new menu item or something exciting. That didn’t turn out to be the case, but it was still good.