tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216095442011-12-02T04:58:37.715-08:00Tettering on the edge = The VergeThe Bombichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02882462926019131511noreply@blogger.comBlogger1601100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21609544.post-5795184512486328082011-05-09T09:48:00.000-07:002011-05-09T09:48:13.795-07:00

I created a website for all the latest and greatest news on Baby Wolf. Check it out here. And as of yesterday, there are only two months left until he's due!!! Everything is still going smoothly, although my feet are getting harder and harder to access and washing dishes at the sink is turning into a challenge (go go gadget arms!).  Lots to do still on getting Baby Wolf's room ready and

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I always knew that 28 was going to be a big year for me - and so it is. Eric and I are expecting the birth of our first child on July 8th. As long as he (yes he) isn't late, I will still be 28 years old. If I'm 29 when he arrives, I think I'll be okay too. Things have been going well so far and I don't take for granted that it's been fairly easy for me. No morning sickness at all and there are

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  This summer has been a busy one for Eric and me. It was the first full summer in our new house and that left us with plenty of outdoor projects to tackle. The garden ended up being enormously successful - almost too much so, as we had to fashion extra tomato cages and twine and stakes to keep the plants standing upright. As a result, we've been gorging ourselves on several different varieties

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I'll admit it. I've been totally lax in updating this blog. My apologies to all.  Since I am now 28!!! I am going to try to get back in the habit of writing, and that includes writing on this blog. The last year has been one of the most eventful and crazy of my life and my goal in this 28!!!th year is to refocus my attention on the things that I love and that make me who I am. Why all the !!!s

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Eric and I went to the second-ever Twin's game at the new Target Field a couple of weeks ago. And even though it rained almost the entire game and even though the Twins lost in a heart breaker, we had so so so much fun. I finally get what everyone was saying about part of the magic of baseball has to do with being outside. The view of downtown was incredible, the food lived up to the hype and I

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Click here for a link to my latest Finance & Commerce contribution, which was published March 30th.P.S. Work on the house continues - updates and photos coming soon!

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Here's a few photos from Eric and my trip up to Alexandria, Minnesota, last month for a dog sled ride. Enjoy!

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I can't get enough of all this "Pants on the Ground" business. How about you?P.S. Go Vikes!P.P.S. Sorry Jeff.

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Since I've been asked recently whether I am getting the chance to write at all these days, I thought I'd post a link to my latest writing efforts. At the moment, I am getting the chance to write an article every other month for the one of the big business newspapers in the the twin cities. It's been fun to test out my writing chops a bit, and I'm really looking forward to doing more of this type

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Since I have no idea where I'll be over the next few days, I thought I'd go ahead and post some New Year's well wishes to all of you. It's been a year full of momentous life changing events, and it's finally come to an end. Eric's new job, buying a house, moving, travels, funerals, pregnancies (not mine!), and lessons learned. The list seems small in comparison to the amount of memories and life

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"Must be Santa" song + Bob Dylan + Polka + Wig = Merry Christmas Everyone!For those who like something a little less crazy, check out "White Christmas" by Snowden on this website. I can't get over the beauty of this song. (Just push the play button, you won't regret it!)And for more awesome Christmas music picks, go HERE. (Gotta love NPR)And for some festive Christmas music streaming, go HERE. (

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It's been a while since I've been to a concert. Even longer since I've had my jaw drop open in awe at something. Both happened this week at a much anticipated (by me) Andrew Bird concert held at a local Episcopalian cathedral. The combination of music and echo and hallowed space made for a unique and breathtaking event.We were crammed into the pews, but no one cared. It was negative something

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Could someone please tell the weather makers that it's too early for 2 inches of snow?! Here's hoping that this is just a fluke and not the beginning of a long and early winter season. Brrrrr......Below are photos of my house and car on Monday morning when I left for work:

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Buying a new home (or an old 1924 one like I did) is a bit like getting a new puppy. It is such a wonderful day the day you get the puppy and you make big plans for how you're going to walk it everyday and train it perfectly and feed it the best food. You throw all your effort into the puppy and every spare moment is spent consumed with the puppy and the new happiness it has brought into your

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I came across this AMAZING video today and just had to share it here. (thanks Dooce!) The song is beautiful, the animation is amazing, and who doesn't just LOVE bunnies? (I'm raising my hand right now.) Also, if you can believe it, this is just a video made by a fan of the song, not a video put out by the musicians. Some dude spent a ton of time doing this for the love of the music, which is

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Since the bathroom picture on the last post didn't quite capture the beautiful elegance of our shower screen swans, I thought I'd post a better one for your enjoyment:And can't you just picture this happening the next time Eric takes a bath...And for those of you playing 'Where's Harper', here's a larger photo:

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My life pretty much revolves around our new house these days. (I'm sure this is a big surprise to most of you.) My schedule usually goes like this: 1. wake up2. stumble around the house looking for an outfit because I have no clue where anything is3. go to work4. do some boring work stuff5. drive home and try to remember where we live (I ended up at our old apartment by accident last week)6. eat

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A belated thank you to everyone who made a fuss over me on my birthday a few weeks ago. The last few weeks have been consumed by the house and the moving, but I wanted to back up a bit and make sure I let you all know how grateful I am for the presents and well wishes. I think it's wonderful that we all get one day a year to spoil the ones we love, and you all did a great job for me!P.S. Pictures

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I have much to cover since my last post, but not enough energy at the moment to do it justice, so instead I will post a video that I found extremely satisfying. I finally get what Sarah Palin's trying to say! (see my confusion here).Stay tuned for updates on the new house and how Harper is convinced that the air intake grate is going to eat him...

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With all the recent Michael Jackson coverage and trying to navigate the paperwork nightmare of buying a house, I almost forgot that I have a birthday coming up. It wasn't until I received an email from my mom that I realized that, oh, right, it's next week. Thanks mom for the reminder!So along with this birthday comes the renewing of my driver's license. And I realized this funny fact: This (

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The last couple of weeks have been a blur of house listings, viewings, open houses, loan documents, Realtors, and neighborhood statistics, but I'm happy to announce that as of last night Eric and I bought a house! I'm sure that those of you who have purchased a home before know the insane flurry of things to follow before it can be officially official, but that doesn't make this moment any less

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I love the new video "I Feel It All" by Feist for the following reasons:1. Catchy tune2. That's exactly how I dance (especially at 1:15 and 2:49)3. Who doesn't love fireworks?4. One take - are you kidding me?!

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The last month has flown by and since I have been M.I.A. on my blog, I thought a bit of catch up was in order. Let's bust out the bullet points, shall we?Our new race carBought a car! After nearly 5 years of being a single car family we finally broke down and bought a second car. A car that I'm still learning how to drive because it's a manual. We fell in love with the 2005 Saturn Ion and after

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I ran into an old friend at the gym the other night on my way to a weightlifting class. We quickly caught up and I asked about a few people we both had known when we had worked together. I was particularly interested in one lady, Cathy, as I had thought about calling her every few months since I had last seen her two and a half years ago. When I asked about her, my old work friend said, “Oh. She’

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Happy St. Jordi's Day! For those of you not familiar with this fabulous Catalan holiday, it's a sort of Spanish Valentine's Day. As part of the day's celebrations, the men receive books and the women a single flower. If you find yourself in Catalonia during this time you will see the streets filled with book and flower shops. It's a beautiful sight. And who doesn't love receiving flowers and

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In honor of Earth Day this year, Eric and I joined in a local clean-up effort. We were handed big plastic yellow bags and cloth gloves and sent to a local lake front to see what we could find. At first we thought the area hardly seemed in need of a clean up, but little by little we began to fill up our bags. An old newspaper, discarded chip and candy wrappers, soda cans, and water bottles tossed

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I did it! Despite the frigid 41 degree temperature and the patchy light freezing drizzle, I ran my first 5K. As we lined up at the starting line I realized I hadn't felt that pre-race nervous feeling since high school. The race ended up being shorter than I thought it would be and yet longer at the same time. I don't think I've ever ran such a distance in my life at that speed so you can imagine

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I came across this clip today (thanks to Rachel Maddow's Tweet on Twitter) and since it brightened my day I thought I'd post it here. I dare you not to have a smile on your face by the end. Enjoy and happy Friday!

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I’ve gone and done something totally out of character for me. After some encouragement from my husband and friends, I registered for my first 5K race (The Race for Justice).Anyone who knows me knows that anything more than 100 meters of continuous running is something I would classify as ‘long distance’. (I believe my best race is actually the 40 meter dash.) So admittedly, a race that is 5

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When you fly from a frigid, miserable, arctic climate to a lovely, warm, tropical climate it seems to make everything just that much sweeter. So it was not uncommon to hear me 'Oooo' and 'Ahhhh' over everything thing green or living while we vacationed in Mexico. Especially over the Iguanas, and oh my, were there so many Iguanas.To breathe fresh, warm, ocean air and be surrounded by all the

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While it's still fresh in my mind, I've decided to jot down some of the memories from our trip to the Yucatan penninsula. Plus, though down a few pounds, I'm feeling quite a bit better and more able to come up with a cohesive thought. First I'd like to share a little something I've learned through the whole ordeal:Pepto Bismol can be used as a preventative measure when traveling - just take a

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We just returned from our vacation to Cancun, Mexico, and although I have many, many amazing adventures and pictures to share, my main focus right now is trying to restore my electrolyte balance and work up to eating 'real' food. Ah, Mexico. So more to come, but until then, here are a few 'teaser' pictures to enjoy that were taken when I was feeling much, much better.

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Since Eric and I are spending our fourth winter in Minnesota, we decided we should try and make the most of it and participate in some of the local festivities. We headed off to St. Paul's annual Winter Carnival last week to see what all the fuss was about. It being a weeknight, there wasn't much going on, but we did get the chance to see the amazing ice sculptures on display. That's right people

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Just wanted to post about how proud I am of my country at the moment and how great it was to be a citizen of the United States today. I feel as though I've been holding my breath since the election to see if it was really real. Well, today I got my answer. And with all the hard times and financial mess that seems to surround us, isn't it wonderful to have a day where you can reaffirm your love of

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Despite this being our fourth Minnesota winter, our dog Harper has still not adjusted to the frigid artic temperatures. To be honest, we haven't either, but we are able to hide out inside or cover our bodies in 4 layers of clothing, paired with hats, socks, gloves and good winter boots. Our poor pooch is forced to bear these freezing temperatures "naked" several times a day when he needs to

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So I just spent the last 30 minutes watching 'Single Ladies' videos on Youtube while waiting for my roast chicken to finish cooking. I was laughing so hard that Eric thought I had really lost my mind. For your entertainment I am posting my favorite two (though you could probably find dozens if you really cared to - note to those who venture on Youtube: beware of a certain version involving three

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The upcoming Thanksgiving holiday got me thinking about what I'm grateful for (besides 2 days off of work!), and since Katch posted a list on her blog, I thought I would too. 1. My patient, wonderful, hilarious, intelligent husband 2. Harper - who is always excited to see me when I get off work (I tell myself it's not just because he knows when I get home he gets to have dinner)3. My awesome,

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It's been a tough week at work. Let's just say that I work at a place that is a less funny and more disturbing version of The Office. So, after a stressful week, it's only natural that all of us in the office have bonded over a live stream of puppies in a crate. I mean, who doesn't feel like all is good in the world while watching puppies sleep, romp and destroy their bedding? It has been on at

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I've spent some time thinking about what happened on Tuesday night. The intense feelings of hope and wonder and pride have been with me all week and quickly erupt to the surface anytime I recall the inspiring Obama victory. If I am completely honest about it, I bawled like a baby when the newscaster announced, "Barack Obama will be the next president of the United States." The words still give me

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We had come back to our apartment (Eric and me, my mother, my sister and her three kids) after having had dinner and taking a trip to Underwater Adventures, an aquarium at the Mall of America, and the kids were going wild. As you know, we have a lovable 68-pound chocolate lab who adores company and little kids even more, so our small one-bedroom apartment was in chaos. Not having kids, we

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Do you ever have that fantasy where you get to see one of your favorite bands in a small, intimate venue with your best friend and the music played proves to be even better than the CD you've listened to over and over and over? Well, I finally got to live it last Saturday when Eric and I saw the Fleet Foxes at a small community center in our neighborhood.Who are these Fleet Foxes, you might ask?

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Eric found out that he passed the bar exam today and I couldn't be prouder. ¡Felicitaciones Eric!

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I was talking to Eric the other day about how infuriating it is to me to hear Sarah Palin speak, and that it would be fascinating to try and diagram a sentence of hers, because I believe that many of them do not in fact meet the definition of sentence (See 4a).Curiously enough, Eric stumbled upon a woman who attempted to do just that, much to my delight. For those who grammar junkies, as I am,

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Eric and I decided to spend some time outside enjoying the crisp fall weather yesterday, and thanks to my sister Stephanie had a free pass to the Minnesota Zoo in honor of National Museum Day sponsored by the Smithsonian. So we ventured off to see the new Minnesota Zoo exhibit "Russia's Grizzly Coast." It's a groundbreaking exhibit that show animals in their natural habitats engaged in normal

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For Eric's 30th birthday we went to Itasca State Park for the weekend. It was the perfect time of year where the night feels crisp and the days refreshing. It was the perfect way to celebrate my wonderful husband embarking on a new decade. We walked across the Mississippi River at it's very root and wondered at the magnificence of the stars. Besides the invasion by the raccoons, it was a perfect

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Eric and I finally made it to the "Great Minnesota Get Together" this week. After three years in Minnesota, we figured it was about time. We only had a few precious hours to spend at the Minnesota State Fair, but we figured we'd do it up right. We started with the "Miracle of Life" barn, where we saw a chick hatch out of its shell, day-old baby sheep, tiny piglets, a 5-day-old calf, and a very

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Last weekend Eric and I took a road trip with my dad and brother (and Mom on the way back) to Memphis, Tennessee, to meet our new nephew Lennon. We enjoyed the BBQ, the family, and the sights, but not the heat (103 degrees plus humidity = melting Minnesotans). Enjoy the pics.

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We were eating breakfast in Bilbao one morning with friends while on a trip last Spring to the Pais Vasco in northern Spain when I saw something that took me by surprise. A procession of blue hooded figures in white robes carrying large stalks of wheat started pouring out of the nearby church and into the city. I was speechless.So I grabbed my camera and ran out of the cafe, leaving Eric and the

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As many of you already know, I purchased a share in a farm this summer which I'm splitting between me, my husband and my dad). Each Thursday for 18 weeks we get a box of freshly picked produce from our little farm, 45 minutes away on the St. Croix. You get whatever they've got, so sometimes it's slim pickings and sometimes it's a feast. It's all part of the fun. Another part of the fun is trying

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And if you want to read more about this brilliant montage, click here.

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As of today, Eric and I officially own our car! I bought it brand new after graduating from college, after my duct-taped together Geo Prism made it clear that it would go no further. (By the way, the dealer gave me a whole $400 for it.) Now, five and a half years of payments later, we can officially call her our own. And that's a good feeling.

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Last week, Barack Obama gave a speech in St. Paul announcing he had won the Democratic nomination for President of the United States. Because it was a weeknight and I had to fight traffic and rush home to feed Harper G, I decided not to go. But my amazing husband made a speech about the historic magnitude of the occasion and won me over. He had been waiting to get in since 4:00 pm. I went.It was

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For those of you who are as excited as I am for the new Coldplay album to come out, breathe, because it comes out June 17 (only 1 week to go)! I have had especially warm feelings for the band ever since they gave me a free download of their new single, 'Violet Hill'. And I can't help but get psyched anytime the ad for their cd comes on because it features frontman Chris Martin, dancing like he's

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While trying to use my cell phone after I got off of work today, this happened. Not the first time.

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There was way too much hair circulating around my house. I would sweep once a week. Then once every few days. Then every other day. Then everyday. When that proved inadequate I knew it was time. Time to shave the dog. So you can enjoy the progression as well, I documented the annual event with photos. Isn't he the most adorable sheered sheep you ever saw?I hope your Memorial Day was enjoyable as

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In case any of you didn't catch this (like me), I thought I'd share. I really got a kick out of it.More to come soon, including Eric's Graduation from Law School!!!

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It's been a busy few weeks. Too much to tell, so here's the poor man's blog:Eric and I went to the Malpractice Ball, as a final farewell to law school. Eric has less than a month left before he graduates!! Here we are, all gussied up:I came out in support of all my law school friends for the 'Race for Justice.' It was an unusually sunny and beautiful day in Minneapolis, and the runners were

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This time of year is a curious and unpredictable one for weather in the life of Minnesotans. Your moods are inextricably tied to the volatile changes in climate and precipitation. You know to give people extra space on a day filled with snowy torrents, and that it's better to ask for favors on one of the rare sunny, warm ones. I listen with interest every morning as I get ready for work, to hear

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After working for the last six months at The Star Tribune as a part-time news aide in the evenings, I finally got the chance to write an article for the sports department on Saturday. Being that I know hardly anything about sports writing, they managed to find something I could write and actually care about. Adapted Field Hockey.The kids that play this sport are split into 2 leagues, one for kids

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A coworker of mine used a word yesterday that I immediately fell in love with: Janky.Anyone familiar with this expression? Any guesses as to what it means?This colleague went on to give me a somewhat fuzzy idea of what she meant, mainly by using other slang, but eventually I managed to get the idea.I'd love to hear your guesses/experiences/opinions of this urban adjective. But for the true

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You'll have to excuse my blogging hiatus - I've been sick. I thought maybe for once I'd make it through the whole winter (all 6 months) without catching the yuckiness floating around the office, but I was wrong. So, I've put myself in a Tylenol PM induced-coma for a few days, wiped everything down with Lysol wipes, and sneezed on my coworkers (a girl gets to have revenge, doesn't she?). So back

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This seems to have become a year of goodbyes for me. Some good, as in "Goodbye debt. Don't let the door hit you on the..." And others hard. Too hard to write about.Yesterday I said goodbye to my sister and her Chuck Norris impersonating husband after a quick weekend visit. It was so nice to see them, even if Chuck wasn't feeling his kung-fuiest. I also said goodbye to my "little" brother, who

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The summer before my senior year in high school, I attended Girl's State, a week-long summer camp for fledgling female politicians. Some of the attendees were quite serious about this selective grooming program, while others, like myself, were interested in actually enjoying ourselves. (Although I must say, the classes and educational aspect were fascinating.) I ran for County Sherriff and as

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Last weekend I felt like I knew what it was like to be a Jew on Christmas.Running my errands at CostCo and Super Target, I was bombarded by exuberant people throwing far, far to much crap into their super-sized carts in pre-Super Bowl hysteria. I actually stood behind a gentleman for 8.7 minutes while he pondered whether or not to buy a large slab of pre-cooked corned beef. And yes, he bought it.

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Saw Into the Wild. Amazing. Inspiring. Tragic.After 6 months, I finally got around to replacing my shower head, which felt like someone was shooting me with lasers. (It’s up for grabs if anyone is in need of that sort of combat training.)Watched my husband rescue an inebriated gentleman from the floor of a parking lot in sub-zero temps last night, only to find him minutes later on the street

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How you know it’s cold outside:- You go to the gas station and half the pumps aren’t working, and the credit card readers on the other half don’t work, forcing you to pay inside. - Your dog (with his thick fur coat) merely sits down when you let him out and/or has to be carried back inside. - Your nostrils freeze together when you breathe in through your nose.- You start wearing running pants

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The temperature in Minnesota has dropped to a number that is too embarrassing to admit.On a quick trip to the store to buy some fresh mozzarella for a homemade pizza were making tonight, the temperature proved a force to be reckoned with. Our car coughed in exhaustion before finally starting up with the scariest, about-to-explode-from-too-much-effort, sort of noise. We hurried to the car, Harper

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You know it's going to be a good day when you read this headline in the morning paper: Arctic blast to send the temperatures tumblingCold snap could last for 10 days, the Weather Service saidIn other news, a Happy 50th Birthday to our beloved sky blue friends, "The Smurfs," originally Les Schtroumpfs in French. The announcement of this milestone brought back not just found memories of a happy

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When my husband and I returned from our holiday trip to Utah, we came home to a house that we determined, after conducting several experiments, had no micro waves. The spinner would spin, the light would turn on, the clock would count down the seconds towards yummy quesadilla or leftovers, but there was no heat. Determining that there was no warmth coming from our beloved appliance, we called it:

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32%Find your Match at JustSayHiP.S. In case you can't read that it says: "You have a 32% chance of surviving a Zombie Apocalypse"P.P.S. The site this links to is guaranteed to provide hours of wasted fun time.P.P.P.S. Pete, this one's for you.

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My New Years's Resolution: Blog more

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Good intentions are sometimes not enough. But thankfully, the wonders of technology will aide me in distributing my late holiday letter before the new year is ushered in. I love living in the future...2007 was an incredible year for us, and I wouldn't trade it for anything. But, another year like just might kill me.The year started with moving everything out of our apartment and into storage in

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Tonight I got to spend some quality time with my rad parents. My husband was able to go out to eat with us, but then sadly we had to part ways as it is that wonderful and magical time of year once again: Law School Finals.After dinner, we found ourselves at a Timberwolves game at the Target Center in some excellent seats howling at the Spur's players during free throws, yelling at the refs and

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When my husband and I first moved to the cities, as it's called in Minnesota, it was a lonely time for me. Living in a city filled with 3 million people, but knowing no one. I took my comfort zone and threw it out of the car window going 90 miles per hour. The people were different, the food was different, the weather was...well, the weather was pretty frightening.Now that we've returned from our

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Today I came home from a long day at one job, followed by a one hour break, then a 4 hour shift at my second job to relax for a minute before bed, when my husband brings the mail to my attention."There is something you'll want to see," he said.I think to myself, "I'm so tired, there is absolutely nothing I want to see - especially not from the mail."I say, "Alright."My husband hands me a postcard

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I've been missing Spain lately. Even though I hardly have time to think anymore, what with working two jobs, coordinating with my husband who has returned to law school, walking our dog and keeping up with my demanding social schedule. But we had a wonderful guest from a little known European country come visit us this last weekend and it brought back the spirit of Barcelona for me. That's what I

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The latest happenings in the world of this blogger:- A "getting reacquainted with America" road trip to Utah and back to pick up Harper, our dog- Moving into the apartment and finding stuff in boxes that we wish we'd forgotten to pack in the first place- Starting full-time employment- Getting a part-time "fun" job at the newspaper for the sports section (something which I know nothing about)-

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Well, I finally made it home. Life has been a crazy whirl of readjusting to life in America, picking up our big brown dog in Utah, finding a new apartment and moving in, although we can't quite move around in the apartment yet. Rebuilding everything from the ground up takes a little while.During the midst of it all a major bridge in my city, Minneapolis, collapsed. A bridge I used to drive on

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Here's my attempt to redeem myself for the lack of blogging along the trail... Cordoba was the second stop on our most recent voyage, this one with a focus on Andalusia (southern Spain). It was small, it wasn't run over with tourists, it was charming. We stayed at a great family-run hostel managed by an older gentleman who called himself Fernando El Guapo (translation: Fernando the Handsome) and

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Eric and I just got back from a 10 day tour of Spain where we visited Madrid, Cordoba, Granada, Sevilla, Tarifa and even made it across the Straight of Gibralter to the African continent to visit Tangier, Morocco. Highlights include: * Buying a bunch of great crap I don't need in Europe's largest flea market, El Rastro, in Madrid* Watching locals dance the flamenco with reckless abandon in

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Life has been a frantic rush from one thing to the next lately, so I thought I´d try and redeem myself for lack of blogging by giving you a sample of where we´ve been photo style. We´re off for a new whirlwind adventure tonight. More to come. P.S. That photo of Eric and the fork is of him eating the purportedly stinkiest cheese in the world in Olomouc, Czech Republic.

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Last week we had a lovely time visiting with friends from home, showing them all the colorful sides of Barcelona while our European friends had a wonderful time listening to the great Minnesota accents. Especially our friend Swiss Jonas (Or as Jen would say Yawn-us). P.S. Happy birthday Jonas.

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On an afternoon run the other day, Eric ran into Barcelona's most infamous resident. (At least in my eyes.) That's right, the Bare Barcelonian has not fled the city with the current pick-up in tourist activity.Instead, he was making the rounds to local tourist attractions, sporting only a pair of sneakers and a practical visor, chatting up the crowds and posing for a slew of cell phone cameras.

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"My mother had a great deal of trouble with me, but I think she enjoyed it."- Mark Twain

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While running errands the other day, Eric and I passed a Ferreteria, a Spanish sort of hardware store marked by a large black and yellow sign, and remembering that we needed to replace a light bulb in our apartment, stepped inside. Once we communicated our need for said light bulb to the extremely helpful clerk, he proceeded to discuss the benefits and virtues of choosing an energy efficient

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We were at the grocery store the other day, the one two blocks from our apartment that we frequent several times a week and at which the clerks know us as "the Americans," when the teller at the checkout began asking us about May Day."Do you celebrate the first of May?" he asked, in Spanish of course."Um, not really," replied Eric."You don't have a day to celebrate the worker?" asked the clerk

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As part of our wonderful visit to Capri, an island off the coast of Itay, we made the obligatory trip to the Blue Grotto. To get there, we took an hour long boat tour of the island (best 12 euros I've spent so far) and hired a native Caprisian with a rowboat to take us into the grotto. We laid on the floor because the entrance is only tall enough for a small boat to enter and when we sat up we

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We've returned home from the Basque Country (País Vasco) where we saw Bilbao, San Sebastian (Donostia) and all the gorgeous country in between there and Barcelona on our 6 hour roadtrip with four other exchange students.It rained. It rained a lot. But it was amazing and filled with amazing art, good food, long wet walks and great friends. More details to follow.

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I have recently become an amateur travel agent, as I have been planning Eric and my upcoming European travels. So far we will be venturing to Rome, Naples, the island of Capri, Girona (Spain), and Paris. Yes, Paris. And this weekend we will also be traveling, via car, with some exchange student friends to the Basque Country (Pais Vasco) to see the Guggenheim in Bilbao and the gorgeous beaches of

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I've washed the smoke from my hair, thrown my smoke-filled clothes in the wash and wiped the dust and ash from my shoes. With these tangible evidences gone, it is hard to believe that it was all real.Yesterday morning at 8 a.m., Eric and I boarded a charter bus, along with eight of our exchange student friends and a busload of strangers, to make the four hour voyage to Valencia, Spain, for the

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I'm headed off tomorrow for a epic day filled with fire, giant sculptures and Spaniards in Valencia, Spain. Details and photos to follow.P.S. I just bought 2 tickets to Rome for a week in April for less than the cost of two tanks of gas. I love Europe.

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Growing up, I was often the only Patty my age. In the United States, the baby boomer generation was filled with Patty's, but by the time I was born, the name had lost some of its luster.Every March 17, however, my heart fills with pride as people all over the world celebrate my namesake. St. Patty's Day. And this year, while living in Spain, I have even more reason to be proud. Yesterday, our

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Barcelona, Spain

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To all those who offered input and feedback on my recent (some would call dramatic, others bold) hair cut, I want to say thank you. For those who want to know about my Spanish hairdresser - it's Eric. I know, I know, who would let their spouse cut 10 inches off of their hair? But, he did a wonderful job and just reaffirmed my belief that he is the most patient man alive. For the record - the

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