little nest

Remember how newbie Facebook encouraged people to say all sorts of things about their hobbies and interests?  You befriend Sarah from Econ 101 and quickly learn she loves, ‘traveling, cooking, soccer, painting, chocolate chip cookies, long road trips, good books, fresh coffee, morning bike rides, and nights that turn into mornings with friends I’ll remember…

elephant lady

My sixth grade BFF crew had well-known interests that turned them into gift-receiving machines.  How does that happen?  How does a girl become the recipient of gift-upon-present-upon-gimmick-wrapped-in-a-bow? Lemme tell you: she develops a well-known interest in an easily shopped for item (think ubiquitous and cheap). Need more clarification?  Anna crushed on N’Sync, Sarah collected elephants, and Jessica waxed…

three swings

What do hammers, nails and screwdrivers have in common?  Well, lots of things, if you really get to think’n about it, but the answer (for the points & purposes of this post) is that ‘none of the tools had ever touched my hands until yesterday.’  Not only had I never held any of the tools, but…

monster extravaganza

T’was Friday morning and all through the city, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.  Or, okay, I suppose that’s a lie because I was driving through the dark city streets, drinking coffee, and thinking about The Night Before Christmas.  The city recently put twinkling lights in all the trees, and so I’m gonna go ahead…

ol’ college try

“Preparing for Cake Wars?”  I got out of the shower, and Jon said I’d missed a call from The Le Cordon Blue School of Culinary Arts.  He inquired my baking interest, and then the phone rang again – an unknown Pennsylvania number.  I answered the mysterious call, and it turned out to be the Theater Department…

callin’ baton rouge

My fingers tingled with excitement as I waited to write this post. Tingling fingers might sound a bit excessive for typing a few words and sharing a couple pictures, but let me tell you – these are the type of memories I want preserved forever and always. Does the top photograph reveal the importance of what…

potbelly baby

One step, two step, three step, then four – and now you’re at my door.  Ha.  No seriously, Jon and I looked up, down, & all around MSP for a new home, and we’ve decided to move – you guessed it — four steps away (okay, more like 10? Two doors down).  We live in…

under the bed

Can you keep a secret?  I tucked one away a few weeks ago, but it spilled out over the weekend.  Not surprising, really, since I’m famous for spilling secrets.*  A bit of advice?  Don’t tell me anything best not shared with all the world.  Thank goodness I’m not a counselor, doctor,  lawyer, or secret keeper.…

insiders only

Inside jokes hold the #5 or #6 spot on my list of favorite things.   And why not?  An intimate joke that makes insiders laugh is better than any sunny day or pumpkin-chocolate-chip cookie.  I want to package and sell inside jokes for $10 each.  Would you gift inside jokes for birthdays and anniversaries?  I sure…

tissue box

The weekend was 70° and sunny, and we celebrated by eating cupcakes on a boat, dancing with newlyweds, and biking through the fall colors.  All the festivities made for a pretty perfect 28th birthday.  And the best part?  Better than all the gifts, sweet cards, and celebrations? Okay okay, the wedding was the best part, but Jon…

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