Get it, instead of “an so it begins?”  It is officially snowing out here in Minneapolis.  I was up bright and early this morning at 8am and rode my bike down to Brit’s Pub in downtown to meet up with Tim and Kate for their weekly “football club,” or soccer, as we Americans know it.  Lauren stayed home since she didn’t get to bed till almost 4.  Today’s matchup was Chelsea vs. Liverpool.  I am not a big soccer fan and don’t really understand the game very well, but I figured I’d give it a try.  Liverpool won 1-0 and the large crowd at the bar, largely made up of British people, rejoiced.  I hopped on my bike to ride back home (about a mile) and was shocked to see a wintry mix of rain and snow.  It was fricking freezing on the ride home and the wind was really blowing, but I survived.

Friday night, after work, Lauren and I headed over to her parents’ house for dinner and to talk about fun wedding stuff.  Lots of ideas were thrown around as to where it could be and what sorts of cost-cutting measures we could look into.  So far, no decisions have been made, but it was good to get the ball rolling a little.  Later that night, Jason, Cooney, Sarah, and I went to The Herkimer Bar down the street to celebrate Cooney’s 25th birthday.  Lauren stayed home since she was a wee bit tired from the work week.  Jason and I bought a few rounds of shots for the group, and quickly sent Cooney running for the bathroom.  But I think it was safe to say a good time was had by all.

Saturday Lauren and I did a bit of running all over town doing some random errands, and at night briefly took in a Halloween party at a friend’s house.  We skipped out fairly early to return home so Lauren could hang out with her good high school friend (and bridesmaid) Elise.  Word is that Elise wants to have us over to her parents’ house this week to sit in the hot tub.  I can’t turn down a free sit in a hot tub, especially if this crappy early winter weather continues.

And Wednesday night is the big Timberwolves season opener.  Tim invited us over to watch the game at their pad.  The Wolves certainly look improved.  Though I don’t get into the NBA nearly as much as baseball, it holds me over until spring training starts back up.  My prediction for our T’Wolves this year is 33 wins, which is still terrible but a big step up from a year ago.  The Chargers are absolutely getting annihilated by the Saints right now, and I’m pretty down on the two football teams I cheer for, so NBA it is!