Dear Student Loan
Dear Wells Fargo Student Loan, We’ve been together for five years now. You’ve really helped me out in a lot of ways. All those times you bought me dinner, or helped me pay my rent, made sure I had gas...
View ArticleIt Was 1999
I’m always delightfully surprised when fall arrives. In Minnesota, the change of seasons seems to happen abruptly–one day it’s summer, the next day it’s fall. The switch has been flipped, and we’re all...
View ArticleWhy Do I Love These Things
I can’t defend it. I can’t even explain it. All I can do is describe it. I love movies with ridiculous premises and machismo and showmanship. I love the spectacle! The action! The antiquated...
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Recap
A few highlights from January… Every morning, Adam makes me a smoothie and a cup of coffee. Every morning! I’m a lucky gal. It got cold! Like a winter should. Thanks for pulling through, Minneapolis. A...
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Westward, ho!
“My god the world is an amazing place!” I almost always think that when I fly. For a pittance, I’m able to get on a machine that both defies and embraces human capability. It’s amazing! People are...
View ArticleWelcome Home
I bought a house! Sorry I didn’t tell you guys, but I didn’t want to share until the deed was done. It’s not that I’m superstitious. It’s that I have a tendency to be hyper-private (I do recognize the...
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Shall, Can, Will
I used to play bassoon. I know, I know. Those are the saddest, giving-uppingest words a lady with a degree in music performance can utter. My parents are probably reading this, turning the corners of...
View ArticleOn the Grid
I think I just got on the grid. I never realized how off the grid I had been until I got on the grid. As a renter, I had always been somewhat elusive to the local versions of big box stores,...
View ArticleThe Universe Sends a Message
I’m not 100% on-board with most traditional gender roles and stereotypes. I’ve worn make up twice in the past ten years. I open my own doors and jars. While I think it would be true to call me...
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So it Begins
We arrived in Berlin. We made it in one piece and were happy to be whisked away from the airport by a lovely little dog named Penny and an equally lovely man named Ferdi. After being shown the ropes of...
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