It feels like a Saturday morning.I’m sitting here eating eggs, drinking orange juice and listening to music.
This album actually.
I just bought it on iTunes. In the first verse of the first song, I paused with my eggs and thought, “Holy *expletive* I love this album!”
A few song have passed and I’m in love with it!
The band, in case you’re not quick enough to notice the picture, is called Mumford and Sons. They’re coming to Minneapolis in May and I’m just might go. Based on this album, I’m assuming they’ll put on a great show. We’ll see.
It’s a perfect Saturday morning scenario.
Really, it’s a Saturday afternoon; I woke up late. Sarah and I had an engagement party last night and we’re beat. Apparently when a party is thrown for (partly) me, I can’t just leave when I get tired. I have to stay. The whole time. Luckily, we have a lot of really great friends who are REALLY fun to hang out with. We also had a lot of good food and lots of really good beer. When I went out for my 2nd or 5th beer, I stopped and looked at our selection. It was impressive! We had Leinenkugel’s Classic Amber, Red Lager, 1888 Bock, Creamy Dark; Sam Adams Boston Lager; Goose Island (something…); Fat Tire; Summit India Pale Ale, Extra Pale Ale, Extra Bitter Ale, Pilsner…. we had a lot of good beer, ok?
Thanks to Laura and Trudi for throwing us the party.
Laura had a really awesome idea for the party. She bought a little journal and passed it around to people the whole time and everyone wrote 5 sentences each, telling a story about Sarah and I after our honeymoon. I think that’s the premise. I’m not sure. I’m excited to read it.
This post is about nothing is particular. I just felt like typing. While this album played. It’s still amazing. You should maybe, probably buy it.
I’m going to go try starting my day. After all, it’s not a Saturday morning.
KNOX-esque 