Sunday Morning Coming Down

The big day has come and gone for John’s daughter, and the weekend included three of the best days of his life. Also, you’re going to want to avoid Walgreen’s, and they’re giving out full size candy bars in Shoreview. 

The big day has come, and John is here to remind us to roll with it, tuck in your shirt, and that it’s all going to be fine. He shares wisdom from Bob Schneider to remind our daughters not to forget the flowerparts. 

John gets some good advice, and a few new books, from a buddy. And he stares down Wedding Week preparing for a staircase that’s “dripping in hydrangeas.” Also, Old Dutch makes the best pickle chips. 

John did the unthinkable this week, he went the other way on his walk to Wisconsin. He also received a compliment from a co-worker that made him glad he was an entrepreneur, and ate amazing Mexican at the MOA. 

John is running around for work like a chicken with his head cut off. He does still remind us of the importance of robbing the bank on these nice Fall weather days. We live in Minnesota, people! 

John realized he has a back and wonders why there isn’t more alcohol that taste like red licorice instead of black. He reflects on the beauty that was Barry Melrose and prepares to cook pork chops. 

John got tuned up at the Great Minnesota Get Together and survived a Lyft driver named SAW. He also reminds us all that we can pull it off, but you need to want to. 

John has a last supper meal down in Biloxi, Mississippi. He explores the Mac and Cheese window and encourages us all to wear the tuxedo shirt and live wide open. 

John had a busy week with an up North golf turnaround, multiple charity functions, and completion of the rare Door Dash + Domino’s daily double. He also learned you shouldn’t golf with a wallet in your pocket. 

John believes the women who work at pedicure places have cracked the code to happiness. The season of death, Fall, is around the corner, and Mums the word . . .err, Mums are the worst. 

John’s down for the count with a summer cold, but he stayed awake long enough to record a pod covering air travel, having his son home for the week, and the annual family golf tournament. 

John is playing in a lot of golf scrambles, and wonders if some of his memories are even real. He also went to visit Sexy Joe Ryan. 

It’s 3M Open week, and John is ready to watch some golf. He even hung out with a caddie at his favorite bar. He also watched Interstellar and doesn’t think he took any edibles, but isn’t sure it would have made a difference. 

John tries to keep his people on the same Wavelength at The Tavern in Starbuck. The wildfires gave him Covid flashbacks, and he reminds us that clouds are underrated. 

John had a wonderful 4th of July with music on the water, and an errant shot on the golf course turned into a core memory. He also learned the correct name of his new favorite sandwich shop and its owner. Sorry! 

John is celebrating 250 years at 250 pounds, writes a love letter to Tally’s Dockside, and watches a soccer match with an old friend. He also witnesses a significant pace-of-play incident involving hacky sacks. 

John is trying to get home from his guy’s trip in Montreal. He managed to stitch together a podcast from a Wausau airport privacy room. He also reminds us why horse racing is the sport of Kings. 

John’s working to be a positive force, recognizing it’s all in the giving not how it’s received. He wishes all the dads out there a happy Father’s Day, and wonders if a bag of mulch is as heavy as the Stanley Cup. 

Things are slow in John’s empty nest; he’s resorted to trimming the hedges. To avoid becoming an old man shaking his fist at the sky, he’s focused on the good this week. He might even stop at the next lemonade stand he sees.  

Stacey and John aren’t sure what to do on a beautiful Saturday, so they let their golden doodle decide. There appears to be peace on the bikers vs. walkers battlefield, and John visits Hendy Fest. 

John is learning the man is a myth and anticipates the Summer Bike Wars of 2026. He also made his lake debut on his Big Easy towable tube. 

John is trying to quit drinking kid coffee and find something to do with a used palette. And while he didn’t get hit by a Billy club at his favorite sushi place, he sure felt like it. Also, Lay’s new chip bags are awful.  

John is down in Florida surprising his son for his birthday. He wonders why we still tolerate email, and hopes to one day have as many cares in the world as a retired guy on a zero turn mower working at a golf course. 

John is experiencing “golf guilt” while wondering if the salted nut roll is a local or National phenomenon. He wants all the mothers to have a wonderful day and reminds us we control our narratives. 

John attends a funeral and it’s a beautiful reminder that the only thing that matters in life is relationships. He may also have popcorn and malts in his future, and hopes we all have a true friend to share smelling salts with.