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dear minnesota…


…slowly but surely you remind me why I love you during the summer.

This weekend I:

-biked 7 miles around the lake and proved to Nate that no, he can NOT make it 6 miles in the time it takes me to do 3.

-bought my wedding dress!

-chose our photographer

-washed our car

-spent time with my sister

-watched baseball!

uh huh.


think big


People are willing to give you what you ask.

But you have to ask.

spring


probable – the mathematical or statistical probability something will occur

versus

likely – the realistic representation of what will actually take place

i have a dream to one day live free of snow and ice

break the rules


Until presently I’ve been reasonably sure I don’t have any stray, unidentified children clomping their way around this fine globe of ours.  And that’s no accident.  Then I heard this clip on the Power Trip Morning Show on the drive to my office today and now I’m not so sure:

This one’s going to give somebody a run for their money, eh?  Go get ’em girl.

I’ve broken several rules here so that’s enough talk of kids for the remainder of the year. I think I just got pregnant watching this.

<3


A lady of forty-seven who had been married twenty-seven years and has six children knows what love really is and once described it for me like this: ‘Love is what you’ve been through with somebody.’
James Thurber


My parents hid this in a cabinet while in town Friday and called me yesterday morning to tell me where to find it.  And I don’t know…I just think that’s the cutest thing ever.

ending on a high note


Friday ended the single most trying week I have ever had at my office.

Today was the first day since probably fall where I instinctively smiled when I stepped outside to get the mail because hey! Is that a bird chirping? And wait! Is the mountain of snow that’s been blocking the driveway for 3 months now down to only six feet of icy death?!”  (yea, it was yesterday’s mail. what of it?)

My phone’s weather app has been cooped up all winter so he isn’t picking up on the moderate amount of sunshine I see coming through my window.  (It’s a defense mechanism.)  So I’ve taken the liberty to implement a few adjustments I’d like the universe to consider heading into Monday morning.

I’m about to ship it off to Sven Sundgaard at Kare 11.  Weather. And more.


I jacked this from the Facebook wall of Lia’s mom.  No big whoop.


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