Bavarian Festivities

Next up on my minimizing agenda is The Basement of Doom. We just throw stuff down there like it's a black hole (and it kind of is - it's more of a "cellar" in our 100 year old house...cold, dank, probably haunted). I scurry down there on weekends to do laundry and try not to look around too much. But then, when we have to find something we need, it's a nightmare. So, to work we go!! Steve and I spent hours down there yesterday sorting, organizing, trashing, and piling things up to donate. Right now, it looks even worse than when we started because the "trash" and "donate" piles are just mounded up.  But, once we clear those out, heaps of progress has been made!! And we are about halfway done.  I did come across some fun stuff!! 

Example 1: super cute Wm with fat cheeks at 1 year old

Example 2: Rolly polly snow bunny baby Wm. LOVE it.

We barely finished Phase 1 of the basement before we had to emerge and race to Hofbrauhaus to meet up with friends in Grandview. As you may have guessed from the name of the restaurant, it's a Bavarian paradise. All the wait staff wear lederhosen, they have GIANT beers they craft in house, and amazing German food. However,  it was also suuuuuper crowded. So we had to wait and wait. And when we finally sat down, we were in the middle of a medieval looking great hall with the LOUDEST polka music (played live) you could possibly imagine - they even played the Buckeye Battle Cry on the accordion! And, of course, a ton of drunk people dancing on their tables, singing loudly, and having the time of their lives. And then, we proceeded to eat SO. MUCH. FOOD.  Giant pretzel, pork shank, schnitzel,  sausages, sauerkraut, potato pancakes, fried cabbage. Wm then goes, "My belly really, really, REALLY hurts. I overate! Ahhhh...I need fizzy drink! I OVERATE!" Word. We were all so stuffed (and half of it is sitting in the fridge for lunch today!) Wm had the time of his life and rattled on the whole way home about how he's never been to a real BAR before and how he loved it and it was so fun and it was so loud and it was so crazy. (Note: it's a restaurant that also serves craft beer, not "a bar," but the live music, drunk daddy/other patrons, and overall chaos of the place on a Saturday evening was as close as Wm has ever been to being in "a bar.") Wm also said, "It was so fun with friends - it wouldn't have been as fun with just you guys." Ouch.

Wm overeating

The friends who made it more fun!  Obviously.