Category: excursions
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Paul was out of town for work all week, leaving me alone with baby. He worried if I’d be able to manage on my own, I worried if four days would be enough alone time for me! It was so pleasant to get ready in the morning without tripping over each other. The nights, however,…
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My Little Sister Nevaeh moves to Texas in less than two weeks. Today was our last “Big” outing: a long overdue trip to the zoo. We’ve made plans to keep in touch, but she didn’t think much of my idea that letter writing will improve her penmanship. I’m more than a little heart broken to…
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Fathers Day part 1 going great! I surprised him with a drop off at the cousins for drinks with his boys and friends –without wife and baby. Stay out late Paulie! Live a little! And let me enjoy the whole bed to myself a little longer. Part 2 tomorrow—sex and pancakes and auto cross. Not…
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A few memorable quotes from my trip to Palm Springs. Can you guess who said what? 1) "So why did you have to go to the Internet to find a woman?". A) Tom 2) "That's what she said". …
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Being recruited to do renovation demo, a kitchen plumbing mishap,long drives in a rental car, the worst of the worst embarrassing family stories….The Boy has sailed through the first Mikkelsen family holiday with flying colors. And Mom is in top form. But she may have met her match: Mom, as he was mopping up the…
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The boy wants to know if my family photographs every meal.
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I'm returning to the Deluxe Hotel in Portland, Oregon tonight for my friend Meg's wedding. I stayed at the Deluxe my very last night in Portland, two years ago. I had packed up the house, the truck had left, the apartment was empty but it was too late and I was too tired to start…
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I dropped in at Dad's on the way back from a last-minute work appointment in Menasha earlier this week. My timing was excellent—they were going to have dinner at Cedar Lodge. Cedar Lodge does what it does very well. Which is to say, it stuffs you to the gills with red meat and ridiculous extras while…
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The people-watching at Summerfest was fascinating, sometimes it was also center stage. We were off in a shady secluded corner so the baby could nurse (dappled sunlight, wholesome families) when a woman stumbled over and threw up–big, classic liquid vomit arch. How she remained standing on those hight heel sandals, I don't know. Well, actually,…
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Despite the restrictive pinch of the Bible belt, the repetitive nature of rows of corn, and the vast distances traveled to obtain fresh produce; I enjoyed my visit to Nebraska. Smarties in the kitchen drawer, a stray cat in the sawdust of the wood shop, the card playing buddies with lollies in their front shirt…
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