What an end to a great week, I’m gearing up for a night out with the girls and I sent Matt off this morning to go play with boys and guns. The sun is shining and it’s a beauuutiful fall day. It’s days like this that I want to hold on to for cold Decembers and hard Februarys. Every day I breathe a sigh of relief that we do not have white stuff on the ground and realize that we are one day closer to that inevitable season. Is it awful of me that I am hoping we can bypass all that stuff and jump right into the spring?
Previous post update: Matt and I have come to a present-day agreement to the “dog” situation. We will get a big dog (with big poop and big barks) as long as I get to pick the color and the name. However, I’m not sure he understands the extent of this compromise because when I said that I’ve always wanted to name a dog WalterCronkite he vetoed it immediately. He said the dog won’t like that name, I said TonyDanza loves his name and it suits him well. So for the current time, fight over (regarding the dog, I’m still fighting the carryon bag of redundancy).
I’m getting very excited for our trip to Cabo in November. I’m not excited about cheating our Thanksgiving, but I get why we are making the sacrifice and I know we are only 30+ish days away from over a week of fun and sun. I’m starting to think of ideas and things I want to do/see. I want to scuba dive, Parasail, do yoga on the beach, swim in the ocean, eat paella, maybe do that surf board paddle thing, go to little random stores, and spend some time sightseeing. I know that list will grow but this is one of best parts about a trip….anticipation. The last trip I took abroad was to Guatemala, and this will be nothing like that one! I’m hoping to continue this pattern each year, the one where I use my passport!
“And that's the wonderful thing about travel: it provides you with experiences that will remain locked forever in the scar tissue of your mind.”—Dave Barry
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Leaves, Leaning, Leaving, and Learning
Fall is here, I’ve had to prestart my car all week or scrape, and who wants to do that. There are things that I hate to admit that I like about Fall-the scarves, the mittens, the color in the leaves, the bring back of hot chocolate, but the cold weather and I always disagree. It’s days where I look out and see the sheet of ice on my windshield that I remember how I once planned to move to Arizona. Funny how that plan never worked out.
I’ve really been enjoying my yoga class. It’s not like what I’ve done before and I have actually woke up sore a few times. I am excited to move from beginner’s class to a Level 1 class…maybe I’ll even go two times a week….we’ll see. But I do like when I wake up on Wednesdays exited to have class that night.
Last weekend was pretty low-key, made a trip back to Dickinson. I’ll admit it’s weird to see my house as not my house anymore. I think they painted Mel’s bedroom already…made me sad.
The only catastrophe that I really had this past week was that I was a victim of the Tesoro bad gas conspiracy 2011. Tesoro sold a bunch of bad gas all over Bismarck and Mandan. I was at Unistop and thought, “hey, I’m here, it’s a bit cheaper, I never get gas here, I’ll do it.” Yeah, that thought resulted in my having to have my tank pumped out by Schwan Pontiac at 9:00pm on Thursday night. What a pain. And then to have to tell my father that I dare deviate from Cenex, we’ll that was a “fun” conversation.
“Every father says the same thing: "Where's your mother?"—Bill Cosby
I’ve really been enjoying my yoga class. It’s not like what I’ve done before and I have actually woke up sore a few times. I am excited to move from beginner’s class to a Level 1 class…maybe I’ll even go two times a week….we’ll see. But I do like when I wake up on Wednesdays exited to have class that night.
Last weekend was pretty low-key, made a trip back to Dickinson. I’ll admit it’s weird to see my house as not my house anymore. I think they painted Mel’s bedroom already…made me sad.
The only catastrophe that I really had this past week was that I was a victim of the Tesoro bad gas conspiracy 2011. Tesoro sold a bunch of bad gas all over Bismarck and Mandan. I was at Unistop and thought, “hey, I’m here, it’s a bit cheaper, I never get gas here, I’ll do it.” Yeah, that thought resulted in my having to have my tank pumped out by Schwan Pontiac at 9:00pm on Thursday night. What a pain. And then to have to tell my father that I dare deviate from Cenex, we’ll that was a “fun” conversation.
“Every father says the same thing: "Where's your mother?"—Bill Cosby
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Unsettled Argument
ALM: so…how do you feel about labs mixed with poodles?
Labradoodles?
MJR: No
ALM: It's a compromise….
MJR: no
ALM: Some times you can't always have your way. Give me 2 good reasons why "no"
MJR: I don’t like small dogs they’re a trip hazard and I have a long way to fall, shaggy/curly dogs are a pain to keep clean (especially this one since it has the lab, it will want to chase and be outside), neither one of us needs a dog right now for several reasons, small dog have a huge complex and are mean so they are not good with kids.
Look I gave you four in less than a minute.
ALM: But I like small dogs because they can fit in my lap and they don't rip my arm out when I walk them. They have smaller poop, which is not as scary in the yard. The poodle part makes them shed less, which is a benefit of the breed.
Some small dogs have a complex; Bell doesn't…she's good with kids.
Regarding your falling, I would catch you… and this isn't for right now, this is just testing the waters for "IF"
Response. I will give you 2 of your 4 as not bogus.
MJR: You have cats to sit in your laps not dogs, and if you train large dogs properly they don’t pull your arm off. What the difference it’s still poop that you have to clean up. IF you caught me I would end up breaking something on you too, remember I am a big guy falling at a high speed because of this little dog. Which what if I did step on the dog, I’d break something on it too.
ALM: Sometimes my cats don't want to sit on my lap. I agree on training, but I have never been good at that aspect. Do you feel that this was your strong suit? Big Poop versus little poop is a big difference, especially if you don't happen to get it picked up immediately and people walk by…they are not as likely to see little poop as they are to see Big Poop. And how are you about picking up poop…hmm?
Okay, maybe I'd just like the idea of catching you but you make a good point. However I'd like to think we wouldn't choose a dumb dog that is constantly underfoot.
AND we haven't even talked about the wagging tail.
Editor's note: I received no further response and therefore feel that I won this argument by default. In the future, if a puppy comes up again, I will bring forth these points/counterpoints. IF.
"It seems like all the good looking people have smaller dogs these days."- Elizabeth Perkins
Labradoodles?
MJR: No
ALM: It's a compromise….
MJR: no
ALM: Some times you can't always have your way. Give me 2 good reasons why "no"
MJR: I don’t like small dogs they’re a trip hazard and I have a long way to fall, shaggy/curly dogs are a pain to keep clean (especially this one since it has the lab, it will want to chase and be outside), neither one of us needs a dog right now for several reasons, small dog have a huge complex and are mean so they are not good with kids.
Look I gave you four in less than a minute.
ALM: But I like small dogs because they can fit in my lap and they don't rip my arm out when I walk them. They have smaller poop, which is not as scary in the yard. The poodle part makes them shed less, which is a benefit of the breed.
Some small dogs have a complex; Bell doesn't…she's good with kids.
Regarding your falling, I would catch you… and this isn't for right now, this is just testing the waters for "IF"
Response. I will give you 2 of your 4 as not bogus.
MJR: You have cats to sit in your laps not dogs, and if you train large dogs properly they don’t pull your arm off. What the difference it’s still poop that you have to clean up. IF you caught me I would end up breaking something on you too, remember I am a big guy falling at a high speed because of this little dog. Which what if I did step on the dog, I’d break something on it too.
ALM: Sometimes my cats don't want to sit on my lap. I agree on training, but I have never been good at that aspect. Do you feel that this was your strong suit? Big Poop versus little poop is a big difference, especially if you don't happen to get it picked up immediately and people walk by…they are not as likely to see little poop as they are to see Big Poop. And how are you about picking up poop…hmm?
Okay, maybe I'd just like the idea of catching you but you make a good point. However I'd like to think we wouldn't choose a dumb dog that is constantly underfoot.
AND we haven't even talked about the wagging tail.
Editor's note: I received no further response and therefore feel that I won this argument by default. In the future, if a puppy comes up again, I will bring forth these points/counterpoints. IF.
"It seems like all the good looking people have smaller dogs these days."- Elizabeth Perkins
Monday, October 10, 2011
Changing Seasons
It’s October and I’m ready for summer again! The weather is getting cold. I actually ran the heater in my car this weekend. UGH. I’m not ready for the winter and all the things that come with it.
Last weekend, it was beautiful! I was glad to be able to go with Mom and Grace and take in the Beer Run, Walk, or Crawl with the beautiful weather. This was a URL Radio event to benefit Designer Genes and Bismarck/Mandan Flood Victims. You walk to 2 stations, drink a beer, and return back. The best part is the strategy that we used to ensure that we did the BWRC in the best possible way. We crawled. We also consumed more beer. Met more people and had fun. We weren’t the only ones to realize the advantages in the slow and steady pace. We didn’t win the race by other’s standards but in our minds…we were champions!
This past weekend was also amazing. It was relaxing and fun. I went out to Dickinson and took in my first Firefighter’s Stag. It wasn’t what I expected…I think I was expecting a banquet with official ceremony but this was more of a casual event. They had 50:50 drawings and a meal that you helped yourself to and it ended with an auction. I am now the proud winner of a Dickinson Rural Fire Department sweatshirt blanket. And when I say winner, I won the bid! I was surprised at how much they auctioned off. I was glad that Matt’s parents were able to get out for a night and come visit! They were fun to sit with while Matt was “working the crowd”. They were proud winners too!
On Saturday and Sunday, Matt and I kept a pretty loose schedule. We got some stuff done around his house and got his pickup cleaned, I think my car may be a bit jealous! The Grand Prix did get some attention though, finally got my blinker fixed and new wiper blades installed. Just in time too as I drove home the whole way in the rain.
Saturday night was the highlight of the weekend! Matt took me to the Brickhouse to celebrate our biannual anniversary. I had amazing lobster ravioli and this sweet potato coconut soup, which I wish I could duplicate. We finished off the meal with crème Brule. Before meeting friends, he bartended me a Manhattan and we went out to meet friends for drinks. Yes, we stayed out late, which gave all the more reason to sleep in the next day!
The only thing that could have made the weekend better was warm, sunshiny temperatures! But we’ll have that in 44 days in Mexico! The countdown is on!
“How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.”–John Burroughs
Last weekend, it was beautiful! I was glad to be able to go with Mom and Grace and take in the Beer Run, Walk, or Crawl with the beautiful weather. This was a URL Radio event to benefit Designer Genes and Bismarck/Mandan Flood Victims. You walk to 2 stations, drink a beer, and return back. The best part is the strategy that we used to ensure that we did the BWRC in the best possible way. We crawled. We also consumed more beer. Met more people and had fun. We weren’t the only ones to realize the advantages in the slow and steady pace. We didn’t win the race by other’s standards but in our minds…we were champions!
This past weekend was also amazing. It was relaxing and fun. I went out to Dickinson and took in my first Firefighter’s Stag. It wasn’t what I expected…I think I was expecting a banquet with official ceremony but this was more of a casual event. They had 50:50 drawings and a meal that you helped yourself to and it ended with an auction. I am now the proud winner of a Dickinson Rural Fire Department sweatshirt blanket. And when I say winner, I won the bid! I was surprised at how much they auctioned off. I was glad that Matt’s parents were able to get out for a night and come visit! They were fun to sit with while Matt was “working the crowd”. They were proud winners too!
On Saturday and Sunday, Matt and I kept a pretty loose schedule. We got some stuff done around his house and got his pickup cleaned, I think my car may be a bit jealous! The Grand Prix did get some attention though, finally got my blinker fixed and new wiper blades installed. Just in time too as I drove home the whole way in the rain.
Saturday night was the highlight of the weekend! Matt took me to the Brickhouse to celebrate our biannual anniversary. I had amazing lobster ravioli and this sweet potato coconut soup, which I wish I could duplicate. We finished off the meal with crème Brule. Before meeting friends, he bartended me a Manhattan and we went out to meet friends for drinks. Yes, we stayed out late, which gave all the more reason to sleep in the next day!
The only thing that could have made the weekend better was warm, sunshiny temperatures! But we’ll have that in 44 days in Mexico! The countdown is on!
“How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.”–John Burroughs
Monday, October 3, 2011
They say it’s your Birthday!
Matt and I both have September birthdays so it was fun to celebrate each other.
For his, we met in Hebron. We ate pizza at the Pizza Pantry, which we were both pleasantly surprised by. The service was pretty good and the food was great. We then took a self-guided tour of the city, which included the Hebron Brick Factory, the trailer park, the historical society, and Fort Sauerkraut. We didn’t find the lake or pond that appears to be part of the Game and Fish. Maybe, a future trip.
I feel like my birthday got a better shake! Matt came to Bismarck and we had sushi, took a drive, and finished the night with drinks at East 40. I was brave and tried raw oysters, which he loves. He can have my share from now on. It was nice that he was able to come spend time with me during the middle of the week, that’s been the hardest thing about this long distance relationship, is the mid-week stuff that we’ve wanted to share. The next day was great too. I spent it with the family. Mom made potato soup and frybread and my cake was peach cobbler! I’m such a lucky girl. My family took such good care of me.
And it’s like my birthday celebration continued, because KK Bold sent some of us to the Hostfest for marketing purposes and to experience the festival as we prepare for their next year’s media and signage. I ate at En To Tre and had a Viking on a stick and had great company.
I did recover from some sickness which happened between Matt and my birthdays, not really sure what it was, but it sucked and had me on a z pack. I was also out of work for about 2 days, which sucked more. I’m just not a good sick person and I think the cats were a bit sick of me!
On the other end of the spectrum, the healthy end, I started taking a yoga class. The class was offered through BSC as a beginner’s class. I’m really enjoying it. I may even continue on after this class completes, we’ll see.
And to top off a great September, the weather has been amazing. I keep thinking that it’s the last day of beautiful, then the next day comes and it’s another beautiful day that could be the last day of beautiful, and then the next day comes and it’s beautiful. Here’s hoping for a long fall, a short winter, and an early spring.
“Good seasons start with good beginnings.”—Sparky Anderson
For his, we met in Hebron. We ate pizza at the Pizza Pantry, which we were both pleasantly surprised by. The service was pretty good and the food was great. We then took a self-guided tour of the city, which included the Hebron Brick Factory, the trailer park, the historical society, and Fort Sauerkraut. We didn’t find the lake or pond that appears to be part of the Game and Fish. Maybe, a future trip.
I feel like my birthday got a better shake! Matt came to Bismarck and we had sushi, took a drive, and finished the night with drinks at East 40. I was brave and tried raw oysters, which he loves. He can have my share from now on. It was nice that he was able to come spend time with me during the middle of the week, that’s been the hardest thing about this long distance relationship, is the mid-week stuff that we’ve wanted to share. The next day was great too. I spent it with the family. Mom made potato soup and frybread and my cake was peach cobbler! I’m such a lucky girl. My family took such good care of me.
And it’s like my birthday celebration continued, because KK Bold sent some of us to the Hostfest for marketing purposes and to experience the festival as we prepare for their next year’s media and signage. I ate at En To Tre and had a Viking on a stick and had great company.
I did recover from some sickness which happened between Matt and my birthdays, not really sure what it was, but it sucked and had me on a z pack. I was also out of work for about 2 days, which sucked more. I’m just not a good sick person and I think the cats were a bit sick of me!
On the other end of the spectrum, the healthy end, I started taking a yoga class. The class was offered through BSC as a beginner’s class. I’m really enjoying it. I may even continue on after this class completes, we’ll see.
And to top off a great September, the weather has been amazing. I keep thinking that it’s the last day of beautiful, then the next day comes and it’s another beautiful day that could be the last day of beautiful, and then the next day comes and it’s beautiful. Here’s hoping for a long fall, a short winter, and an early spring.
“Good seasons start with good beginnings.”—Sparky Anderson
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