I have decided that I really like my friends. Now, this may seem obvious, that one would like his or her friends. But sometimes it's good to sit down and really think about your friends.
There are probably a thousand and one reasons why I love each of my friends. Here are a few for this holiday weekend...
They support me when I do crazy things - like train to compete in a triathlon.
They share my joy when I have good news - like when Mark and I decided to move in together.
They allow me to share in their joy - like when they get engaged.
They yell at me when I'm being stupid - like taking my boyfriend for granted.
They listen to me when I'm sad and I can't burden anyone else with my heavy load - like when Mark gets sick.
They email me just to say hello and update me on the little details in their lives - like which shoes they will wear for their wedding or what they will name their new puppy.
They allow me to support them - like when they are having a difficult time with their boyfriend.
They share their lives with me and make me a part of their most important moments - like when they get married or buy a new house.
I just like my friends. A lot. I hope you like yours, too.
Happy Memorial Day.
Friday, May 26, 2006
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Kahn's
Installment three of last weekend. Not a long one, but definitely something to mention!
On Sunday night, after our day of art, Mark and I met up with Tim and Kate. Tim is Mark's friend from childhood and Kate is his girlfriend. Kate just bought a great little house in Roseville, and we were curious to see all the work they had done. After meeting at Kate's new house and getting the tour, the four of us headed out to Kahn's Mongolian Barbeque for a great dinner of stir-fry buffet goodness.
If you've never been to Kahn's, you have to go. It's not only good food for a small price, but you get to make your own food. Now, some people may say, why would I want to go out to dinner to make my own food? Isn't that the point of going out - so you don't have to cook? But making your own meal at Kahn's is part of the experience, and it's really fun.
You start the meal with an appetizer dish. It contains a hot soup, flat crispy bread with dipping sauce, and a chicken wing. The appetizers are good, but the four of us were so excited to get to the buffet that we didn't really take the time to savor that part of the meal.
This buffet is different than most others. For starters, everything is uncooked. You start with a load of meat or seafood - beef, pork, turkey, lamb, shrimp or lobster. All of this is frozen, and you put as much as whatever you want in your bowl. I chose a large piece of beef and a few shrimp. From there, you go to the vegetables section. You pile into your bowl zucchini, pea pods, tomato, etc. There are also fruits, such as pineapple, to load into the bowl. I chose zucchini and pineapples as my main supplements. At the end of the buffet line, there are two different types of noodles to put into the bowl. I decided on the soft noodles, although the crunchy noodle might have added a bit of fun to the texture. Now, at this point, your bowl is really overflowing with fresh and frozen foods. On a separate table is the key to entire meal. The sauce table. There are about 10 different sauces on this table. There are three recipes that you can follow, or you can just dive in and create whatever kind of sauce you want. I chose to follow the Mild recipe, while Mark was more daring and went with his gut. I'm not sure what exactly he ended up with...
At the end of the creation of the meal, you step over to a large counter top where a man with a tall hat and two huge chopsticks takes your bowl and dumps it out on to a huge round skillet. He can cook four meals on the same skillet at the same time. They mix it all up and cook it all up for you, put it on a clean dish, and off you go.
When we got back to the table, we had our white rice and our sesame buns waiting for us. I must make a special mention of the sesame buns. They are amazing. They aren't really buns, because they aren't baked all the way. It's more of a soft, doughy pocket with sesame seeds and a light sauce trapped inside of the pocket. When you take a bite, the sea some seeds and the sauce ooze out, and it's such a wonderfully light, sweet taste. I'd go back to Kahn's just for that.
We had a good time, making our food, eating, and just chatting. Nothing overly special, just a fun night out to dinner with friends. It was a nice way to top off the weekend.
On Sunday night, after our day of art, Mark and I met up with Tim and Kate. Tim is Mark's friend from childhood and Kate is his girlfriend. Kate just bought a great little house in Roseville, and we were curious to see all the work they had done. After meeting at Kate's new house and getting the tour, the four of us headed out to Kahn's Mongolian Barbeque for a great dinner of stir-fry buffet goodness.
If you've never been to Kahn's, you have to go. It's not only good food for a small price, but you get to make your own food. Now, some people may say, why would I want to go out to dinner to make my own food? Isn't that the point of going out - so you don't have to cook? But making your own meal at Kahn's is part of the experience, and it's really fun.
You start the meal with an appetizer dish. It contains a hot soup, flat crispy bread with dipping sauce, and a chicken wing. The appetizers are good, but the four of us were so excited to get to the buffet that we didn't really take the time to savor that part of the meal.
This buffet is different than most others. For starters, everything is uncooked. You start with a load of meat or seafood - beef, pork, turkey, lamb, shrimp or lobster. All of this is frozen, and you put as much as whatever you want in your bowl. I chose a large piece of beef and a few shrimp. From there, you go to the vegetables section. You pile into your bowl zucchini, pea pods, tomato, etc. There are also fruits, such as pineapple, to load into the bowl. I chose zucchini and pineapples as my main supplements. At the end of the buffet line, there are two different types of noodles to put into the bowl. I decided on the soft noodles, although the crunchy noodle might have added a bit of fun to the texture. Now, at this point, your bowl is really overflowing with fresh and frozen foods. On a separate table is the key to entire meal. The sauce table. There are about 10 different sauces on this table. There are three recipes that you can follow, or you can just dive in and create whatever kind of sauce you want. I chose to follow the Mild recipe, while Mark was more daring and went with his gut. I'm not sure what exactly he ended up with...
At the end of the creation of the meal, you step over to a large counter top where a man with a tall hat and two huge chopsticks takes your bowl and dumps it out on to a huge round skillet. He can cook four meals on the same skillet at the same time. They mix it all up and cook it all up for you, put it on a clean dish, and off you go.
When we got back to the table, we had our white rice and our sesame buns waiting for us. I must make a special mention of the sesame buns. They are amazing. They aren't really buns, because they aren't baked all the way. It's more of a soft, doughy pocket with sesame seeds and a light sauce trapped inside of the pocket. When you take a bite, the sea some seeds and the sauce ooze out, and it's such a wonderfully light, sweet taste. I'd go back to Kahn's just for that.
We had a good time, making our food, eating, and just chatting. Nothing overly special, just a fun night out to dinner with friends. It was a nice way to top off the weekend.
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Art-A-Whirl
Installment two, folks.
Mark has recently decided that he likes art. I like art too, of course, but Mark has decided that he is going to be an avid art collector and appreciator (is that a word...?) He wants to view art, buy art, make art. He's a little art-obsessed right now.
It all started a few months ago when, via Mike Doughty's blog, Mark came across Steve Keene. Steve Keene is an artist who uses an interesting technique to create his pieces. He basically hangs a large amount of plywood panels in his studio, and then goes from piece to piece, painting the same thing on each panel. He sells his art online, as well as many other places I'm sure. Mark found this artwork extremely captivating, and immediately decided to purchase a few pieces. We placed his order - for two small pieces and one large piece - and waited patiently for the pieces to come. One thing to note is that you never know which pieces you are going to receive. You place your order, and whatever Steve Keene decides to send, that's what Mark receives. So, finally the package arrives, and what a package it is. Wrapped in brown paper are at least 20 pieces of Steve Keene artwork. Mark was thrilled. I was...well...less than thrilled. But I wanted to support Mark and his newfound interest, so our quest to become art lovers began.
Now, on a side note, I enjoy art as well. I come from a family of artists. Both of my dad's parents are artists, my cousins are artists, my aunt is also an artist. I think that my dad could be considered an artist (he does a lot of landscape design work with his company). I appreciate and am interested in many types of art, whether it is paintings, sculpture, poetry, or music. But, in all honestly, this is Mark's thing. I'm just along for the ride.
And so, to further support and encourage his art appreciation, I suggested that Mark and I attend the Northeast Minneapolis Arts Association's Art-W-Whirl this past Sunday. Art-A-Whirl is basically a gathering of artists in the NE area of the city. Many artists open up their studio space for people to visit and view the work. You can see the space, check out the art, and speak with the artists. There is a large silent auction. There are probably well over 500 artists that participate in this festival. And, I want to make special note that this isn't your basic arts and crafts fair. There are no doilies or magnets made out of ceramic. These pieces are truly works of art. These people are literally the "starving artists" who make their living from their passion.
When we arrived, I made a deal with Mark that if we saw and purchased a piece today that we both loved, we would make that piece the basis for all decorating at our new apartment. We spent the entire afternoon just wandering around NE Mpls, viewing the amazing works that the artists had presented for sale, enjoying the day and each other.
One of the first pieces that we saw was by far my favorite piece of the entire day. It was beautiful. Acrylic on canvas, colors were bold and eye-catching - reds and blues and grays. It was huge, too. Probably at least 5' x 5', and that's big in a little apartment! I wanted it so badly, and Mark really liked it too. And then we saw the price. $5200. Uh, yeah. Moving on...
Mark and I did both find pieces that we loved, and they were in our price range. Mark's piece was a small print of a larger piece that the artist had already sold. It is an interesting ensemble of colors representing musicians. It will be perfect in the back room where Mark will have his guitar space set up. The piece that I chose was a watercolor with varied shades of blues and greens. It is titled One's Only Contentment. It is calming and soothing to look at, and will be perfect in the bedroom where I plan to decorate in greens.
We won that last piece that we purchased at the silent auction. Acrylic on canvas, it features a scuba-diver deep in the ocean. Deep blues and black, the colors scream out at you the instant you walk into the room. It's a rather small piece, but it's so loud that we'll probably put it on a wall alone. It'll make more of a splash that way.
After our touring of the art world, we were famished, and so went to Psycho Suzi's in NE Mpls for a bit of lunch. Psycho Suzi's is a great place to go in the summer because they have a huge tiki hut patio on which you can sip some fantastically strong summer drinks. We skipped the drinks, but did indulge in a great sandwich and some spinach dip. It was a nice little ending to our day of crusing the art world. I have a feeling it's a world I'll be visiting quite often...
Mark has recently decided that he likes art. I like art too, of course, but Mark has decided that he is going to be an avid art collector and appreciator (is that a word...?) He wants to view art, buy art, make art. He's a little art-obsessed right now.
It all started a few months ago when, via Mike Doughty's blog, Mark came across Steve Keene. Steve Keene is an artist who uses an interesting technique to create his pieces. He basically hangs a large amount of plywood panels in his studio, and then goes from piece to piece, painting the same thing on each panel. He sells his art online, as well as many other places I'm sure. Mark found this artwork extremely captivating, and immediately decided to purchase a few pieces. We placed his order - for two small pieces and one large piece - and waited patiently for the pieces to come. One thing to note is that you never know which pieces you are going to receive. You place your order, and whatever Steve Keene decides to send, that's what Mark receives. So, finally the package arrives, and what a package it is. Wrapped in brown paper are at least 20 pieces of Steve Keene artwork. Mark was thrilled. I was...well...less than thrilled. But I wanted to support Mark and his newfound interest, so our quest to become art lovers began.
Now, on a side note, I enjoy art as well. I come from a family of artists. Both of my dad's parents are artists, my cousins are artists, my aunt is also an artist. I think that my dad could be considered an artist (he does a lot of landscape design work with his company). I appreciate and am interested in many types of art, whether it is paintings, sculpture, poetry, or music. But, in all honestly, this is Mark's thing. I'm just along for the ride.
And so, to further support and encourage his art appreciation, I suggested that Mark and I attend the Northeast Minneapolis Arts Association's Art-W-Whirl this past Sunday. Art-A-Whirl is basically a gathering of artists in the NE area of the city. Many artists open up their studio space for people to visit and view the work. You can see the space, check out the art, and speak with the artists. There is a large silent auction. There are probably well over 500 artists that participate in this festival. And, I want to make special note that this isn't your basic arts and crafts fair. There are no doilies or magnets made out of ceramic. These pieces are truly works of art. These people are literally the "starving artists" who make their living from their passion.
When we arrived, I made a deal with Mark that if we saw and purchased a piece today that we both loved, we would make that piece the basis for all decorating at our new apartment. We spent the entire afternoon just wandering around NE Mpls, viewing the amazing works that the artists had presented for sale, enjoying the day and each other.
One of the first pieces that we saw was by far my favorite piece of the entire day. It was beautiful. Acrylic on canvas, colors were bold and eye-catching - reds and blues and grays. It was huge, too. Probably at least 5' x 5', and that's big in a little apartment! I wanted it so badly, and Mark really liked it too. And then we saw the price. $5200. Uh, yeah. Moving on...
Mark and I did both find pieces that we loved, and they were in our price range. Mark's piece was a small print of a larger piece that the artist had already sold. It is an interesting ensemble of colors representing musicians. It will be perfect in the back room where Mark will have his guitar space set up. The piece that I chose was a watercolor with varied shades of blues and greens. It is titled One's Only Contentment. It is calming and soothing to look at, and will be perfect in the bedroom where I plan to decorate in greens.
We won that last piece that we purchased at the silent auction. Acrylic on canvas, it features a scuba-diver deep in the ocean. Deep blues and black, the colors scream out at you the instant you walk into the room. It's a rather small piece, but it's so loud that we'll probably put it on a wall alone. It'll make more of a splash that way.
After our touring of the art world, we were famished, and so went to Psycho Suzi's in NE Mpls for a bit of lunch. Psycho Suzi's is a great place to go in the summer because they have a huge tiki hut patio on which you can sip some fantastically strong summer drinks. We skipped the drinks, but did indulge in a great sandwich and some spinach dip. It was a nice little ending to our day of crusing the art world. I have a feeling it's a world I'll be visiting quite often...
Monday, May 22, 2006
Confluence
This past weekend was a busy and fun one, filled with many great activities in the Twin Cities. I don't want to post about them all in one sitting, as I'm afraid that my beloved readers (uh, that's you) will lose the greatness in one or all of them. So, here is installment one of three from my weekend. Look for the others this week...
On Saturday night, Mark and I really wanted to do something fun and special together. We've been so busy and out of sorts lately - me with traveling, training and catching up with friends and Mark with school, work and being sick - that we really needed a night together. A date night.
As always, it was quite the task to decide what to do. Should we stay in? If so, what will we do? Should we cook dinner? What should we cook? Should we rent a movie? What movie should we rent? Should we go to the movies? If so, which one? What time? Which theater? Maybe we should go out for dinner. Where should we go? What are we in the mood for? Yeah, it was something like that.
After about an hour of that, we decided to make the short trek down to Prescott, WI, and have dinner at a quaint restaurant on the St. Croix River. Mark had talked about Confluence quite a few times, and his parents go there often. I kept asking Mark to take me there, and he finally gave in.
Prescott is about a 45-minute drive from our place in Saint Paul, and by the time we arrived at Confluence, I thought I was going to pass out from hunger! We were quickly seated at a table in the corner. The menu was small but sounded amazing. There was a soup of the day, three to four small plates, and five entrees. Although the menu was small, it was still a hard decision. And, I always like to make my dinner decision prior to making my wine decision, as I usually try to pair my wine with my entree.
After some discussion and back-and-forth, Mark and I made our selections. Mark would start with the Chilled Cucumber and Leek soup, and I would start with the Walleye-Scallop Cakes. I decided to pair my seafood selection with a Pinot Grigio from Italy while Mark skipped out on the wine for the evening. When the starters came out, I was pleased with first the presentation and then with the amazing flavor. I tasted Mark's soup, and although it was good, I much preferred my cakes. They were moist and wonderful, each bite melting in my mouth. The cakes were served with a light sauce, and although it was amazing, it wasn't even needed. The cakes themselves had such a great flavor; I almost finished them off without offering a bite to Mark!
After our starters, I decided to let Mark order the "Pancakes and Bacon" and I ordered the Vanilla Butter Browned Halibut. I say that I "let" Mark order the dish because I had also wanted to order that. However, when dining out with Mark, I always like to get two different meals so that we can try both of them. My halibut was beautifully done. Browned in a sweet butter and delicious herbs, the fish was then served on a bed of sautéed vegetables and couscous. It truly was delicious.
But it was nothing compared to Mark's dish. The Pancakes and Bacon dish was actually beautifully done pork tenderloin drenched in a blueberry sauce and served with hearty potatoes and vegetable cakes. It was remarkable. I kept asking for more bites as we made our way through our meal. All of the tastes coming together were indescribable. He asked a few times if I'd like to trade, but I politely declined. I didn't want to take the succulent goodness away from my well-deserving boyfriend. And, let's not forget that my fish was quite good itself. But in the future, I will know that if something sounds good to me, I am going to order it even if Mark does as well.
I'm a big fan of dessert at the end of a meal, but we were just too full for it that night. And, we were both anxious to get home and relax. It was a long, hard week, and a Saturday night on the couch sounded better and better as the night went on.
On Saturday night, Mark and I really wanted to do something fun and special together. We've been so busy and out of sorts lately - me with traveling, training and catching up with friends and Mark with school, work and being sick - that we really needed a night together. A date night.
As always, it was quite the task to decide what to do. Should we stay in? If so, what will we do? Should we cook dinner? What should we cook? Should we rent a movie? What movie should we rent? Should we go to the movies? If so, which one? What time? Which theater? Maybe we should go out for dinner. Where should we go? What are we in the mood for? Yeah, it was something like that.
After about an hour of that, we decided to make the short trek down to Prescott, WI, and have dinner at a quaint restaurant on the St. Croix River. Mark had talked about Confluence quite a few times, and his parents go there often. I kept asking Mark to take me there, and he finally gave in.
Prescott is about a 45-minute drive from our place in Saint Paul, and by the time we arrived at Confluence, I thought I was going to pass out from hunger! We were quickly seated at a table in the corner. The menu was small but sounded amazing. There was a soup of the day, three to four small plates, and five entrees. Although the menu was small, it was still a hard decision. And, I always like to make my dinner decision prior to making my wine decision, as I usually try to pair my wine with my entree.
After some discussion and back-and-forth, Mark and I made our selections. Mark would start with the Chilled Cucumber and Leek soup, and I would start with the Walleye-Scallop Cakes. I decided to pair my seafood selection with a Pinot Grigio from Italy while Mark skipped out on the wine for the evening. When the starters came out, I was pleased with first the presentation and then with the amazing flavor. I tasted Mark's soup, and although it was good, I much preferred my cakes. They were moist and wonderful, each bite melting in my mouth. The cakes were served with a light sauce, and although it was amazing, it wasn't even needed. The cakes themselves had such a great flavor; I almost finished them off without offering a bite to Mark!
After our starters, I decided to let Mark order the "Pancakes and Bacon" and I ordered the Vanilla Butter Browned Halibut. I say that I "let" Mark order the dish because I had also wanted to order that. However, when dining out with Mark, I always like to get two different meals so that we can try both of them. My halibut was beautifully done. Browned in a sweet butter and delicious herbs, the fish was then served on a bed of sautéed vegetables and couscous. It truly was delicious.
But it was nothing compared to Mark's dish. The Pancakes and Bacon dish was actually beautifully done pork tenderloin drenched in a blueberry sauce and served with hearty potatoes and vegetable cakes. It was remarkable. I kept asking for more bites as we made our way through our meal. All of the tastes coming together were indescribable. He asked a few times if I'd like to trade, but I politely declined. I didn't want to take the succulent goodness away from my well-deserving boyfriend. And, let's not forget that my fish was quite good itself. But in the future, I will know that if something sounds good to me, I am going to order it even if Mark does as well.
I'm a big fan of dessert at the end of a meal, but we were just too full for it that night. And, we were both anxious to get home and relax. It was a long, hard week, and a Saturday night on the couch sounded better and better as the night went on.
Friday, May 19, 2006
Triathlon Update
I haven't done an update for the triathlon recently, so I thought that I'd let everyone in on my what's been happening.
My training has been going pretty well lately. I've changed my schedule a bit to help get my body used to the high intensity of the tri. Instead of doing one workout a day, six days a week, I'm now doing two sessions a day, three days a week. This way, I'm still getting in two training sessions for each sport every week. Originally I was going to try to do all three in one day, but time just doesn't allow for that! So, Mondays I swim in the morning and bike at night. Wednesdays I bike and run at night. Fridays (or Saturday mornings) I swim in the morning and then run at night. I'm hoping that this will help me get those extra miles in and help me to continue to get farther in the training.
The fundraising is going ok. I just got another big donation, so that helped a lot. I still have a few people who I know will donate, so I'm feeling pretty confident in that aspect.
Because this is my blog and I try to be very honest on my blog, I must admit that I've been doubting myself lately with the triathlon. I'm having quite a week, and until this morning I was seriously considering changing my commitment from the Olympic Distance (1-mile swim, 25-mile bike, 6-mile run) to the Short Distance (.4 mile swim, 15-mile bike, 3-mile run). My training is not as far along as I'd like it to be, and I had an overwhelming feeling of dread. And, the thought of all of those people who donated to the cause made me feel ever more anxiety. If I decided to do the Short Distance, would people feel slighted because I didn't do what I said I would do? Would they feel like they got taken? On the other hand, would those same people rather that I a) try for the Olympic Distance and fail, or b) go for the Short Distance and finish triumphantly.
So, as I often do in my times of need, I called upon my most brutally honest, gives-you-the-whole-truth-and-nothing-but-the-truth friend Erin. I had emailed and asked for her opinion on the matter. She was someone who donated generously to the cause, and I knew that she would give me the most straight answer. She also trained for and completed the Chicago marathon two years ago, so she can feel my pain when it comes to training. She helped me to remember that I set out on this journey with a great goal, and that's the goal that I should still be reaching for. I do have two more months to train. And, there will be weeks when I feel like everything is going against me. And, my traning really is going well and I'm kicking a lot of ass at it. And finally, I told people that I am going to complete the olympic Distance, so I better do it, damn it!!
So with that little pep talk/kick start this morning, and remembering that although I was feeling nervous this week, my training sessions went really well, I feel back on track and ready to go yet again. I have just under two months until the big day, and I know that I can do this!
My training has been going pretty well lately. I've changed my schedule a bit to help get my body used to the high intensity of the tri. Instead of doing one workout a day, six days a week, I'm now doing two sessions a day, three days a week. This way, I'm still getting in two training sessions for each sport every week. Originally I was going to try to do all three in one day, but time just doesn't allow for that! So, Mondays I swim in the morning and bike at night. Wednesdays I bike and run at night. Fridays (or Saturday mornings) I swim in the morning and then run at night. I'm hoping that this will help me get those extra miles in and help me to continue to get farther in the training.
The fundraising is going ok. I just got another big donation, so that helped a lot. I still have a few people who I know will donate, so I'm feeling pretty confident in that aspect.
Because this is my blog and I try to be very honest on my blog, I must admit that I've been doubting myself lately with the triathlon. I'm having quite a week, and until this morning I was seriously considering changing my commitment from the Olympic Distance (1-mile swim, 25-mile bike, 6-mile run) to the Short Distance (.4 mile swim, 15-mile bike, 3-mile run). My training is not as far along as I'd like it to be, and I had an overwhelming feeling of dread. And, the thought of all of those people who donated to the cause made me feel ever more anxiety. If I decided to do the Short Distance, would people feel slighted because I didn't do what I said I would do? Would they feel like they got taken? On the other hand, would those same people rather that I a) try for the Olympic Distance and fail, or b) go for the Short Distance and finish triumphantly.
So, as I often do in my times of need, I called upon my most brutally honest, gives-you-the-whole-truth-and-nothing-but-the-truth friend Erin. I had emailed and asked for her opinion on the matter. She was someone who donated generously to the cause, and I knew that she would give me the most straight answer. She also trained for and completed the Chicago marathon two years ago, so she can feel my pain when it comes to training. She helped me to remember that I set out on this journey with a great goal, and that's the goal that I should still be reaching for. I do have two more months to train. And, there will be weeks when I feel like everything is going against me. And, my traning really is going well and I'm kicking a lot of ass at it. And finally, I told people that I am going to complete the olympic Distance, so I better do it, damn it!!
So with that little pep talk/kick start this morning, and remembering that although I was feeling nervous this week, my training sessions went really well, I feel back on track and ready to go yet again. I have just under two months until the big day, and I know that I can do this!
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Sell Out...
with me, oh yeah. Sell out, with me tonight.
Isn't that a song or something?
Well, anyways, here's a fun game. Go take this test, and then come back and tell me in the comments section how much you would sell out for!
And p.s. How creepy is that ugly little piggy man in the pic above?!
Isn't that a song or something?
Well, anyways, here's a fun game. Go take this test, and then come back and tell me in the comments section how much you would sell out for!
| On Average, You Would Sell Out For |
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And p.s. How creepy is that ugly little piggy man in the pic above?!
Monday, May 15, 2006
A crime riddle...
Here's a crime riddle for you to solve. Read through this information, and then leave your guess in the comments section. Try to solve this within 60 seconds.
A woman was tried in an American court and was convicted guilty. The judge ordered the death penalty, and it was carried out. She did not commit murder or treason.
What was her crime, and in what city did it occur?
Again, leave your guesses in comments. I'll check back tomorrow morning to see if there are any questions, or if people need a few more clues...
A woman was tried in an American court and was convicted guilty. The judge ordered the death penalty, and it was carried out. She did not commit murder or treason.
What was her crime, and in what city did it occur?
Again, leave your guesses in comments. I'll check back tomorrow morning to see if there are any questions, or if people need a few more clues...
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Thursday Thirteen - Wedding Edition
I am opting not to use the traditional TT template today, just because I don't feel like it. And, it's a little early for a TT, but I don't care today. I want to post now. :)
I had wanted to post about this much earlier in the week, but I was exhausted after the amazing weekend and couldn't muster the energy to post. But alas, I post.
This past weekend, on Friday, May 5, 2006, my oldest friend in the world married her long time love. What can one say about a wedding such as this? Not a lot that can be put into words. It was truly amazing. The bride looked beautiful, the food was wonderful, and the dancing didn't stop all night. It was one of the best weddings I have ever been to, if not the best. Every last detail was planned and purposefully done in a certain way, and Eric and Heather could be seen in every last one. It was warm and inviting, the way a wedding should be. It wasn't stuffy or boastful. It was overflowing with love.
But again, I can't quite put into words just how the whole event made me feel, and so, my 13 today are 13 images from the day. Enjoy them. I know that I'll enjoy these photos - and the many memories - for the rest of my life.
The heart in the tree out the window at Chapel on the Hill
Getting into that all-important dress
A great picture with my dear friend...waiting for the excitment to start
Waiting for the bride to start her journey to married life
The cutest little ring bearer ever!
The bride makes her way down the aisle
The vows
You may now kiss the bride!
Bubbles for the happy couple!
Cutting the cake...and might I add that it was a most delicious cake!
Giving my toast
Me and my handsome man at the reception
First dance as husband and wife...have you ever seen two people more in love?
A big congratulations and I love you to Eric and Heather Whitten. I know that they will share a life of unwaivering love and devotion.
And a happy Thursday to you all.
I had wanted to post about this much earlier in the week, but I was exhausted after the amazing weekend and couldn't muster the energy to post. But alas, I post.
This past weekend, on Friday, May 5, 2006, my oldest friend in the world married her long time love. What can one say about a wedding such as this? Not a lot that can be put into words. It was truly amazing. The bride looked beautiful, the food was wonderful, and the dancing didn't stop all night. It was one of the best weddings I have ever been to, if not the best. Every last detail was planned and purposefully done in a certain way, and Eric and Heather could be seen in every last one. It was warm and inviting, the way a wedding should be. It wasn't stuffy or boastful. It was overflowing with love.
But again, I can't quite put into words just how the whole event made me feel, and so, my 13 today are 13 images from the day. Enjoy them. I know that I'll enjoy these photos - and the many memories - for the rest of my life.
The heart in the tree out the window at Chapel on the Hill
Getting into that all-important dress
A great picture with my dear friend...waiting for the excitment to start
Waiting for the bride to start her journey to married life
The cutest little ring bearer ever!
The bride makes her way down the aisle
The vows
You may now kiss the bride!
Bubbles for the happy couple!
Cutting the cake...and might I add that it was a most delicious cake!
Giving my toast
Me and my handsome man at the reception
First dance as husband and wife...have you ever seen two people more in love?
A big congratulations and I love you to Eric and Heather Whitten. I know that they will share a life of unwaivering love and devotion.
And a happy Thursday to you all.
Monday, May 01, 2006
April Showers...
...bring May flowers, I hope!
It's been so crummy here in the Twin Cities for the past five days. I've been doing nothing but being lazy. I haven't had a lot of motivation to do much else! It's been cold (well 45 degrees in MN isn't that cold, but I can still grumble about it) and rainy. I know that we needed the rain to make the flowers grow, but rain puts a damper on doing fun outdoor activities in spring.
Alas, this weekend was spent indoors. Mark had school on Saturday, so I was in the house alone from 8am until 5pm. Usually I would like that - time to get things done, be alone, read, maybe take a nap. But the weather was so crummy that all I could think to do was curl up on the couch with Mark..and he wasn't home. So, I curled up by myself, which isn't nearly as much fun.
Sunday, though, I got my wish, and Mark and I spent the better part of the day watching Weeds, On Demand. Has anyone ever seen this show? It's about a woman who's husband died of a heart attack, and now the's a dealer to pay the bills. The show is freakin awesome. I love it. It's funny and sentimental all at the same time.
Uh, yeah, we watched 10 episodes...without stopping. We can allow ourselves to get pretty sucked in to great shows.
Now that I think about it, maybe I do love lazy, rainy days...at least once in a while.
It's been so crummy here in the Twin Cities for the past five days. I've been doing nothing but being lazy. I haven't had a lot of motivation to do much else! It's been cold (well 45 degrees in MN isn't that cold, but I can still grumble about it) and rainy. I know that we needed the rain to make the flowers grow, but rain puts a damper on doing fun outdoor activities in spring.
Alas, this weekend was spent indoors. Mark had school on Saturday, so I was in the house alone from 8am until 5pm. Usually I would like that - time to get things done, be alone, read, maybe take a nap. But the weather was so crummy that all I could think to do was curl up on the couch with Mark..and he wasn't home. So, I curled up by myself, which isn't nearly as much fun.
Sunday, though, I got my wish, and Mark and I spent the better part of the day watching Weeds, On Demand. Has anyone ever seen this show? It's about a woman who's husband died of a heart attack, and now the's a dealer to pay the bills. The show is freakin awesome. I love it. It's funny and sentimental all at the same time.
Uh, yeah, we watched 10 episodes...without stopping. We can allow ourselves to get pretty sucked in to great shows.
Now that I think about it, maybe I do love lazy, rainy days...at least once in a while.
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