After sleeping in with hangovers we rolled out of bed for breakfast burritos. Weird breakfast burritos as Brooke put it earlier in the weekend. "Look at all those frozen Bundts, Meadow." This was the perfect breakfast after a night of Birthday celebrating. More or less breakfast burritos with sweet potatoes instead of potatoes and chorizo. It could've used chorizo. I was feeling pretty lazy and tired so I worked on my branch weaving. I, on the other hand, was actually quite cognizant after drinking like a much younger Scott. Brayden was my adventure companion for the weekend. We walked across the frozen lake until I felt a nervous tinge. Then we turned around. Mr. Mike showed up out of nowhere. He feigned a game of chicken. I stood my ground.  Brayden saw this as another chance to chase a snowmobile. The snowmobile won. Mr. Mike had to refresh the ice fishing holes. I had to get something to eat. Mr. Mike ...

A couple weeks ago Chelsea asked us if we wanted to go to the cottage. Scott has been saying for years that he wanted to go again in the winter so of course we said yes. We had originally planned on some winter camping on the North Shore with Blake. This seemed like a cheap alternative. We'll just have to go winter cabin camping closer to Brooke's b-day. My dad said he would arrive before we did to plow the driveway and get the heat going. He lied. We had to carry in all of our stuff from the road. After I had brought most of our stuff inside, I hung out with Meadow in the car while Brooke did god knows what. Brought the rest of the stuff inside, duh. We thought we would pick up a few groceries while the cottage heated up. We first stopped at Tree Huggers. They didn't have much of a selection being that its winter. I was actually surprised they were open and that they are going to be expanding. We got some Wisconsin brewskis at the liquor store a...