Weekend Fun

Friday night (date night) the boy and I opted to have dinner at home and then take in a movie we both wanted to see, Thor. We saw it in 3D (which really is not worth the money and I hated paying the extra money for it but it was the only convenient time for us).

The boy said it was just "meh" but I enjoyed it. It was cheesy of course, but action packed and interesting. It doesn't hurt that Chris Helmsworth is not hard on the eyes. Plus, the cheesier a movie is, the more likely it is that I will like it. Cheese = Quality Films.

Saturday for breakfast I met my friend Kristen at the Blue Moon Grill in Wakefield.

I hadn't been there since I moved from Melrose back in June of last year, so I was very much looking forward to going back. They had updated it a little bit since the last time I had been and I was impressed. We had to wait a little bit for a table, but that's to be expected for breakfast on the weekends pretty much anywhere. We naturally started with coffee, because as you know, I'm useless without it.

They had cute large coffee cups, but unfortunately the coffee was weak. But on the plus side, they now give complementary fruit bowls when you're seated. Genius.

I went with my usual breakfast out option of stuffed french toast with cinnamon and bananas.

It was delicious and I ate every last bite. If it were socially acceptable to do so, I may have picked it up and licked the cinnamon off the plate. In my defense though, it was later than I was used to eating so I was extra hungry. It actually took all of my will power not to ask Kristen if I could eat the rest of her meal that she didn't finish. Apparently I have learned some shame recently, who knew.

Saturday the boy had a First Communion to go to, but when he got home, a little of this may have happened:

I love me some blueberry beer.

Sunday morning the boy and I finally made it to Blue Hills to go hiking. Unfortunately, when I checked the weather, it was supposed to be partly cloudy yesterday, but it ended up being all cloudy and an all around crappy day. I brought my camera in anticipation of taking some pictures, but the weather was so overcast that we couldn't see Boston from the top as usual, so these pictures are actually from last year around this time:

While on the way down, I actually twisted my ankle. It hurt like a bitch at first, but funny enough, there was a couple waiting for us to pass as I twisted it, yet with all my dramatics and "ow ow ow ow" (seriously, I have a high pain tolerance, but sometimes I like to just put on a show for the masses) they simply kept on hiking up. Um...way to stop and ask if I was ok, I mean, what if I had to be carried down the mountain? You think the boy could accomplish that? How do you not stop and ask if someone is alright when you just see them get hurt in front of you?? Luckily, I didn't twist it bad enough that I had to be carried and it's mighty sore today, but still.

After the hike, we drove down to Maria's in Scituate for Italian subs. After that, I'm not going to lie, we came home, sat on the couch, and did absolutely nothing.

It was a glorious weekend :)

What was the last movie you saw in the theatre? What's your favorite beer (or wine for you weird non-beer drinkers)?