March 31, 2015

True Love and Roadkill

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Darrin and I went for a walk around Minneapolis yesterday evening. I mean, you don’t just hear “fifty degrees and sunny” on the local news and not go on a walk. We decided to trek across the Stone Arch Bridge and into the downtown area so we could peak at the ginormous football stadium being built in what we like to consider our backyard. While I kept squinting up at the stadium and talking to Darrin and walking and talking and looking at Darrin and talking and then squinting and talking and walking (you get the point), Darrin suddenly grabbed my arm and said “Gracie!” right before giving me a slight shove to his left. I finally looked down at my feet and realized that I was inches away from placing my Nike’s on the stomach of one very dead rabbit. YOU BET I SHRIEKED.

But look! A moral!

True love is saving each other from stepping on roadkill.

Thanks for the romantic gesture, husband. It was much appreciated.




March 30, 2015

A Less-Than-Graceful Monday!

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A happy Monday to you from rainy (YES RAINY!) Minneapolis. We had ourselves a little bout of precipitation over the weekend that thankfully did not transform the Twin Cities back into Narnia. It rained, my friends. RAINED. And I’m hoping that a few more rainy weekends will turn our neighborhood’s brown grass green. Easter green. Spring green. Let’s-Have-a-Picnic-In-the-Park-and-Play-Ultimate-Frisbee green. Anything but the muddy green Minneapolis is currently finding trendy.

Here are a few less-than-graceful moments from the past week!

  1. Walking back to my apartment from our community laundry room at the other end of the hall and discovering the trail of dirty socks and laundry I had unknowingly dropped along the way…always fun to see a pair of underwear lying in front of someone’s apartment and realize that it’s your own. Just another reason why I hate doing laundry.
  2. Parking in the local yoga studio’s parking lot while I race across the street to buy a breakfast pastry. I mean, who wants to feed a parking meter for 5 minutes of parking anyway? I can only imagine the judgmental glares the yoga girls are giving me in between their Down Dog and Mountain poses.
  3. When your husband’s fifth grade cousin is inches away from surpassing you in height, so you decide to nurse your wounded ego by spending some time looming over his kindergarten cousin and reestablishing your sense of identity. Because mature adults are supposed to be taller than fifth graders, goll dang it. Looks like I’ve got to get myself a few more pairs of high heels…bummer… ;)
  4. Walking fifteen minutes from our apartment to Darrin’s office at the university only to realize, while standing right outside Darrin’s office door with our heavy backpacks, that we forgot to bring the keys. This is what I like to call “Forgetful Fitness”—extra exercise brought about by your own forgetfulness. Forgetting your keys on your bedside table = stair climbers, forgetting your purse in the car = speed walk, forgetting to turn off your curling iron = sprints…the kind of exercise that’ll sneak up on you when you least expect it and make you throw your head back and shout “WHHHYY??!” to the universe.

That’s all for now, folks!

Hope you have a great Monday! Thanks for stopping by!



March 27, 2015

Friday Favorites: Spring Bags and Shoes!

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The weather man is finally reporting that Minneapolis should see some sunshine later today for the first time in about a week (*cue angelic AHHHHs*) and those warm spring temperatures that abandoned us a few weeks ago are coming back for Spring In Minnesota: Round Two. Hopefully Round Two stays a bit longer than Round One. Living in a 4-seasons state is wonderful and all, but when your state just can’t seem to decide between the seasons, mental and emotional instability ensues.

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But really. I may have forgotten the meaning of the word “sunshine.” And my skin is starting to rival Gollum’s from Lord of the Rings

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Darrin and I have a busy weekend planned. Double date nights, family parties, research sessions…and maybe we’ll get that laundry done that we were supposed to do last weekend but realized that laundry is just the worst, so.

Over and out, my friends! Shop these spring favorites below!

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