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Liz and Kevin Visit

Our friends Liz and Kevin visited us from St. Louis this past weekend. We actually know them from Oakland, but they’ve been living in St. Louis for a few years now and we’re all excited to be living in the same time zone! They came to see us, but also to run the beautiful Nerstrand Big Woods Half Marathon located about an hour south of the Twin Cities. The weather could not have been more beautiful, and we were thankful to them for giving us the excuse to discover a new part of the state. When they weren’t running 13.1 miles, we hung out, laughed, walked around St. Paul, and ate great food. Kevin brought his amazing camera and Griffin ended up the star of the show. From the pictures, you’d think all we did was sit around and admire the one-and-a-half year old! While there was definitely plenty of that, we really just had a wonderful weekend of being with great friends. Thanks again to Kevin for the fantabulous pictures (and you can click on the image to take you to the whole album)!

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Griffin and Sarah wait while Liz and Kevin finish their run.
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Griffin plays with his croc-enspiel.
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Liz and Andrew walking through St. Paul on a beautiful day.

Minnesota State Fair

We headed to the great Minnesota get-together, otherwise known as the State Fair, on Sunday! Getting there bright and early at 9am was the way to go as we beat the massive crowds by a few hours and eased into our day of looking at and eating all that Minnesota has to offer.  We certainly saw a lot. Some highlights included the Princess Kay of the Milky Way butter sculptures, the birthing barn, seed art, and of course, the food. Foods tried: mini-donuts, deep-fried cheese curds, pronto pup, Twisted Sister, chocolate malt, jalapeno poppers, salted nut roll, Haralson apple, minty lemonade, chicken gyro, and shrimp on a stick. You know, your typical Weight Watchers day. Griffin was a total champ (he even napped in the stroller) and made our trip all-the-more enjoyable. We’re definitely looking forward to next year!

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I love the chickens with the hairdos!
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THE Princess Kay of the Milky Way (in butter)!
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HOT cheese curd! HOT!

Scottsdale

Andrew and I felt like true jet-setters this past weekend as we flew down to Scottsdale, Arizona for a friend’s wedding at the Four Seasons Resort. Griffin stayed with Grandma Pam and Grandpa Jeff Friday night through Monday morning. While we knew it would be a fast trip, we were hoping it would feel like a mini-vacation. Boy, oh boy, did it ever!

As I’m sure you’re aware, I’m not historically a resort and spa kind of gal. I tend to camp my way across the country, and while I’ve been known to indulge in a massage or pedicure, I have always poo-pooed resorts. Especially ones out in the middle of the desert. But it looks like I’m going to have to revise my stance. I’m going to tell you a tiny little secret: it was fun to be pampered for a weekend. Orange infused water, chilled towels, frozen treats every hour while I sit by the pool under my umbrella for uninterrupted reading time? Don’t mind if I do! Giant king sized bed with luxury linens, sleeping in ’til eight? Twist my arm. The wedding was beautiful, the resort was fantastic, and it felt like we escaped for longer than the 36 hours we were gone. It was FUN!

Saguaro cacti really are amazing!
Andrew poses like a true tourist.
The Sonoran Desert close to sunset.
The love was hot, and so was the temperature!
Relaxing poolside. Even in the shade, you needed to wear sunscreen!
I think we look pretty darn relaxed!

Up North

With the busyness of moving this summer, we haven’t really had much time to kick back. The cabin was the remedy to our desire for a bit of a getaway! We managed to escape for a few days in the middle of the week before Andrew started his new job at SPA (and the move into our new apartment!). Since it was a bit on the cool side, we filled our days with picking the last of the blueberries, raspberries, and blackberries, reading, napping, exploring the woods with Griffin, listening to the loons, and watching the lake. It was a perfect trip, and we weren’t even sad when we left this time knowing that we can zip up there any weekend we want! Ahhh…

(Click on any photo to link to the whole gallery)

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Midwest Sunsets

Until moving back here I had forgotten one of the very best things about the midwest: sunset. In fact, I will broaden that to include the sky at all times of day (and night). The sky is huge. I always used to think that the apparent bigness of the sky was due to the flatness of the terrain. I still think that is part of it, but I also think that the clouds are often at a much higher altitude and the layers provide a lot of vertical perspective. I often feel dwarfed by the sky in a way that I never felt in the Bay Area. In California, I was often stunned by the physical landscape — come around a bend on the road and catch a glimpse of the bay or of Mt. Tam or Mt. Diablo. Here, that is rare (for me anyway). The landscape is fairly consistent: mostly flat, mostly agricultural (which has its own beauty, but doesn’t usually cause one to gasp). The sky — as if to make up for the relatively sedate landscape — is totally out of control (or, “out of pocket,” as my former students might say). I frequently see clouds that make me gasp, and of course the weather itself is mercurial and violent.

Last night, driving back from Saint Peter to Courtland, I experienced one of the most awesome sunsets of my life. The western horizon had a strip of clear sky, brilliant red-gold with the sun already out of sight. The clouds above were fringed with crimson, and on its own this would have been a lovely scene. But then, marching toward us and fading into the blackness of the eastern horizon was the most tremendous roof of clouds. They were dark and angry, with bizarre whorls and striations, a different pattern in every direction. Flickers of lightning occasionally illuminated the gloomy landscape, but mostly it was dark and ominous — think Donnie Darko, or some cheesy meteorological thriller where sixteen tornadoes might descend from the sky at once. Behind us, the world was swallowed up in the stormy darkness and it seemed like we were fleeing into the gleaming west. Truly amazing.

Apartment Pictures

We visited our new apartment in Saint Paul yesterday to take some pictures and measure a few things.  The current tenants are unbelievably friendly and welcoming.  I’ve included a few images below, or click here to see to full gallery (a dozen photos that walk you through the place).  Note that the furniture and decor are not ours, but check out the floors, built-ins, and colors!

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Looking from the dining room into the living room. The sun room is through the far arch and the door on the right leads to the porch.
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Dining room. Far door leads to the kitchen and the door on the left leads to the bathroom and two bedrooms.
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Kitchen
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Bedroom (this will be Griffin's room -- remember that none of the furniture is ours, though now I really want to get a cool slide bed!)

See the full gallery for more!

The New Apartment

We rolled into Minnesota on Thursday, July 29, in time for dinner.  We spent Friday setting up the fabulous new guestroom in the basement of the Stocco’s house.  Today (Saturday) Sarah and I left Griffin with Grandpa Jeff and Grandma Pam so that we could drive up to St. Paul to start scouting out possible apartments.  We figured we would see some places today and then setup more appointments for Monday and Tuesday.  Our fingers were crossed that we could sign a lease by next weekend to have this big hurdle behind us.

At 10:30 we arrived at our first appointment.  The Craigslist ad sounded good, but didn’t have any pictures so I was skeptical.  The outside of the duplex was nothing special, though we liked the neighborhood.  As we reached the top of the stairs, however, we were blown away.  It was fantastic… beautiful woodwork, a great layout, lots of storage, updated appliances, free laundry… everything we were looking for.  This seemed too good to be true, so we decided we had better look around at some other places.  They sucked.  And they cost more.  And they sucked.  We called the landlord and signed a lease.

We have no pictures yet, but here is the original post from Craigslist:

Perfect 2 bedroom
Date: 2010-07-21, 11:30PM
awesome upper duplex. wood floors and all woodwork recently redone. walls painted in subtle yet fun colors. classic st. paul style with sunroom, living room, dining room with gorgeous built in buffet, updated kitchen with dishwasher and huge modern fridge, good sized bedrooms and closets, updated super clean new bathroom with oversize new tub with jets, free garage parking with opener, FREE washer and dryer just for your unit in clean basement, tons of storage space in basement and attic, cute yard with patio and grill….this is a great home for a family, or for roommates… close to st kates, mac, stthomas…email if you would like more info or to set up a showing. 1200 a month, landlord pays water and garbage.

Feels pretty unreal to have walked into our dream apartment on our first try!

Creepy Rest Stops?

We’ve made great progress today, day two of our road trip to Minnesota. Griffin has been a champ, and we have sacrificed some of our ideals in an effort to keep things interesting for him.

Sacrifice 1: McDonalds Playland, Elko, Nevada. To be clear, we did not eat a meal there, but wow was Griffin immediately mesmerized by the place. And, honestly, for good reason. The slide was gigantic and colorful and filled with friendly kids. All this joy can be yours for the low low price of a big mac. We settled on an ice cream cone.

Sacrifice 2: Rainbow Casino, Wendover, Nevada. We thought this might be a good place to stop for lunch. (Casino restaurants are fairly cheap and offer some healthier options than fast food chains.). We forgot how weird casinos can be. We all gasped when we walked in. It is definitely the strangest place Griffin has ever been: a glittering wonderland. He was so excited by all the lights and sounds and mirrors and thick soft carpeting! Of course the place was fairly deserted, with only a handful of decrepit people pouring money into the slot machines. By the time we finished lunch the magic wore off and we fairly sprinted out of there.

View from inside the plastic labyrinth.
Griffin loved sitting in Ron's lap. Seriously, he would keep trying to climb up!
Mama extraction.
This doesn't do justice to the over-the-top decor of the casino.

Doppelganger

It is hard for me to look at Griffin and say that he definitely looks like either Andrew or me. I can always see it in other peoples’ kids, but Griffin has been more of a challenge. Lately, most people have been saying that he looks like his dad, so I wanted to hunt down two photos of Andrew at one year old that his mom, Sandy, gave us. When she passed them on, Griffin was only three months old and it was difficult for me make the connection. So today in my mad packing frenzy they resurfaced, and WOW; It’s pretty hard to deny that he and Griffin look amazingly alike!