Not only did Hubs and I rent a Rug Doctor from the local hardware store (much to my dismay, I'd have rather sprung for the $299 super-charged monster-of-a-steam-machine that clearly wasn't within our budget) and proceed to steam clean every square inch of carpet in the house, but we also started to tackle the jungle that has become our backyard. Unfortunately, the previous owners of this house lacked a much needed green thumb. All joking aside, we actually have reeds of bamboo growing over fifteen feet high that are beginning to overtake our fence, surrounded by seedless patches of swampy mud. I swear I've seen a panda bear hibernating in those suckers.
And after putting away nearly all of our winter clothes and filling the dresser drawers and closets with oxfords and cotton T's in pastel shades too pretty to have kept hidden away in the attic any longer, Hubs and I sat back and relaxed on our deck (that we plan to tackle/powerwash next weekend) and rewarded ourselves for a Sunday well spent.
Ice cold Coors Light bottles and chips and salsa.
How is this possible, might you ask?
Well, for those of you unaware of the wonder that is the "Cold Activated Bottle," Coors Light introduced this new bottle, circa 2007, which features mountains on the label in Thermochromatic ink that turn blue when Coors Light has been chilled to the perfect temperature for ice cold refreshment. As your beer begins to warm and exceeds the "perfect temperature for ice cold refreshment" the mountains revert back to their silvery shine.
(photo courtesy of jaggedspiral.com)
As I enjoyed the crisp, refreshing taste of my Coors Light as it mingled with the salty, sweet freshness of our homemade salsa, I watched the silvery Colorado Rockies change from silver, to blue, and back to silver once again, and couldn't help but think of those crazy gloves from the 80's.
What a Sunday...