I attribute this to Liza, but I'm thinking that Slaton probably had this thought more than she did. I mean, he loves the blog.
For a little peek into my brain, here are the photos that I took with the good intentions of, "I should probably take a photo of this so I can blog about it!", but that I didn't actually blog about because I was doing other stuff. Like watching The West Wing on airplanes.
Easter in Chicago
This is a multi-part event. It started off with The Second City e.t.c. show on Friday night which was one of the funniest things I've seen in a very long time. We laughed our butts off.
|Dad's an excellent photo-bomber.|
Okay that's a bit of a lie. It started with my family having a "News Team, Assemble!" weekend in Chicago, the rest of my family getting pretty buzzed in the middle of the day of Friday, me having an emotional breakdown in the middle of Lakeshore Drive because I Could. Not. Get. To. The. Hotel., and then finally meeting them midway through dinner and sucking down a G&T faster than what would be considered a lady-like pace.
After all of that we went to the Second City show, which was, all sorts of funny.
THEN we went to Wrigley Field and watched the Nats trounce the Cubs on Saturday. And Matt caught a foul ball! Not only that, he gave it to a little kid, and it made his day. What a mench.
To round out our Easter weekend, we had another amazing meal at Perennial Virant. Matt and I ate there in December and we decided that the Manfred clan would also enjoy it. We were right.
|A seriously delicious omelet and a swell Bloody Mary. What's brunch without a Bloody Mary?|
Skeet Shooting in Birmingham
I have to travel to 'Bama every now and again, and somehow I found myself in Alabama firing a shotgun at a neon orange ceramic disk. Yup, I went skeet shooting, y'all.
|Why yes, that is me being taught how to shoot a 28-gauge shotgun by a twelve year-old. But he's a State Champ, so it's cool.|
While I was in Bama I got a request for some baking assistance. Nautrally I accepted, under the condition that I could blog about it. Good thing Slaton likes the blog!
|This is Slaton's kitchen.|
|This is Slaton's prep station.|
|This is Slaton baking.|
|This is what Slaton baked. Guinness cupcakes with a Jameson ganache filling and Bailey's frosting. The manliest of cupcakes.|
And just because it's ridiculous, I thought I'd tell you that I slept on my first Murphy bed. In a hotel room. And this wasn't just any hotel, this was a full-service Marriott, and my bed folded into the wall. I could see Camden Yards from my window though, so that was a perk. The room was also big enough for me to do a solid workout in my hotel room, even without folding up my bed. I could probably have had two or three others in there with me and it would have been fine.
The point is that it was a large room. Large rooms are exciting things in my life.
What was the most exciting thing that happened to you in April? Did you find yourself in a large room with a Murphy bed? Did you find youself shooting a gun with a twelve year-old? Did you put a lot of alcohol in baked goods? If so, we should be best friends.