I love that New England is buried under feet of snow and it’s in the 60’s in Minneapolis. This extended fall is gorgeous.
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I love that New England is buried under feet of snow and it’s in the 60’s in Minneapolis. This extended fall is gorgeous.
Well! This was a rather successful Halloween. I decided to decorate the house because this was my first year giving out candy. These $5 window-hangs did the trick, although they were way more gruesome than I expected.
We went out the night before. I was a zombie lesbian soccer player. Tader was a runner who had been hit by a car. I think my costume was a little grosser.
I always loved exploring odd parts of downtown Miami. The tradition continues in Minneapolis, but at least it’s not as creepy now that I have dogs.
The DMV is not actually a DMV, but a generic county service center. That means that the lines are especially long because people are there for a variety of reasons.
I took the driving test a few years ago when I was still a law student. I passed the test, but couldn’t get a driver’s license because my passport did not have the requisite stamp in it. I came back today armed with my permanent resident card, passed the test and got… well, a piece of paper.
I’m not sure if I just started noticing local news billboards, but there’s a theme here:
New condos are everywhere around downtown and interest rates are low, but I’m not convinced. Would I really want a condo by the mills?
Someone discovered how to get into the trash.
I know something is wrong when he’s hiding under Tader’s desk.
I almost didn’t take the dogs to the Minnehaha dog park because it started raining, but I know they love it too much to pass it up.
I went to middle school in Kansas. We had no air conditioning and plenty of girls with cheap weave that constantly fell out. The weave formed balls that traveled the hallway floors every time the doors were propped open for ventilation. We called this tumble weave.
I am glad that Minneapolis carries on that tradition.
Something went wrong during this morning’s drive. I looked down while driving on Highway 62 and I was covered in in coffee. One of the coffee cups was partially collapsed and I was pretty convinced that I should not be driving. The coffee cups looked pretty rough when I got into the office.
So Tader’s mother gave him a cooking pot. It is the largest pot we have and I use it frequently since I am the primary cooker in our house. This pot became a bit of a nightmare.
I recently got a new pair of glasses at the Look + See Eye Clinic in Old St. Anthony Main. Behold!
Sigh. Naomi and I get into so much trouble downtown.
Okay, so this is the best picture I could get from my car. Ignore the freaked out cyclist.
