This week has been fairly routine. Denny and Audra came over with the new baby, Ebben. He is really adorable! I wish you could have been home to see him. We are hoping that they will be able to come and visit sometime over Christmas, as long as the weather isn't too bad for traveling.
I'm getting used to having only two kids left in the house, but both of them are so busy sometimes it's almost as if nobody lives here anymore. I don't know if you know this or not, but, Brittany has pretty much taken over your room. I think she likes the bigger bed, and having her own bathroom! Did you know she started playing the piano again? We bought her a Justin Bieber songbook, and she's been practicing much more now than she was before.
Tyler's been his usual self, I don't know who he takes after. This morning we were without power because of the big wind storm, and when I told him to get out of bed, he said, "I can't get out of bed until I can take a shower. I need to be fresh." He is driving me crazy, yet he likes to tell me, "you're driving me to drink!"
I think this weekend we'll finish cleaning out the basement. We started this project last week and I felt kind of sad doing it. I know you wanted to have the basement cleaned out for you and your friends. Remember when you drew up plans and had furniture, TV, and rugs all drawn into your outline of the basement? Well, we probably won't do anything like that even now. We're just getting rid of all the things we should have gotten rid of years ago. We've been able to play ping-pong down there now, so, we have a pretty good start on it.
See, life is pretty much routine this way. Just getting ready for the snow to fly and for another long winter. I do like living here where we have the change of seasons. The change from fall to winter, then from winter to spring, really help me appreciate the days in between. In a way, families also have seasons. We had the season of being newlyweds with just the two of us, then we had "baby season," that changed to the long season of "kids", and now we're in "teen season." I just hope it's a long way off before "granparent season!" Ha-Ha! Have a great week, Kayla! I love you!
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Slowly learning more about this Metropolis...
So many interesting stories and events transpired over the last 7 days here in the Twin Cities. Where do I start? Hm, well first, why didn't I go to school in Florida? I HATE Minneapolis weather and wind. As I walked to class last night at 3:45 pm AND this morning at 7:40 am, the sleet/rain/hail/snow pelted me from all angles and I thought, "How could this get worse?" Then, as if God was punishing me for those Facebook pictures Mom enjoyed looking at, a fierce and never-ending gust of wind blew my umbrella inside out, then back again multiple times, each time spraying me with the water that it was supposed to be protecting me from. I couldn't help but start to laugh, was this a joke? Needless to say, I looked like a insane homeless girl, hair whipping around fiercely in the wind, pretending to go to school with a broken umbrella. Sad. Screw you Minnesota weather. Screw you.
Saturday was spent waiting in line from 10 am to 3 pm to see someone very important speak. Yes, as the chalk that colored many of the sidewalks stated, "The President is Back." We saw Obama! We were in the presence of the President of the United States! I still don't think the reality of how rare this is for so many people has hit me. It's kinda cliche, but when he was delivering his speech I felt so uplifted and enlightened, another one of those "college revelation" moments. All I could think about was how lucky I was, that this was a once-in-a-lifetime experience, and I never would've experienced it if I wasn't here.
Sunday night. From Wisconsin, in Minnesota. Packers vs. Vikings, 7:20 pm. Me and 5 friends naively think, "Oh! No one else in the world will want to watch this huge rivalry game at a Buffalo Wild Wings! Let's go!" A 45 minute bus ride and a near-death street crossing later, we arrive at B-Dubs only to hear the host, dressed in nasty purple and yellow, tell us "There's no tables until after the game." Great. We trek AT LEAST 3 miles over hills and valleys, parking lots and road medians to arrive at an Applebees. (Not that there's an Applebees 10 yards from our dorm or anything...) We get the worst waitress who brings our appetizers AFTER our dinner. First half of game is a back-and-forth battle, lots of excitement. We want to try to make it home during halftime, but lo and behold, buses STOPPED RUNNING to the city we were in. We decide to suck up the fee to pay a cab, and call the service, who says they'll be there in 10 minutes. We pay our bill and go wait outside, keeping an eye on the game through the windows of Applebees. We watched the game in this manner for an hour. The cab never came. In the meantime, a group of pirates walk out of the restaurant next to us. "Are we in Saw?" "Do you wanna play a game?" (The picture sums up our waiting experience.) Finally, a friend comes to get us, and his car is running a half-an-inch below empty. 3 gas stations we stopped at were closed. Can't catch a break. We make it back to the dorm just in time to see the pass by Favre into the endzone, scream in horror, then (because you all know how the game turned out) cheer like maniacs. A series of unfortunate events, resulting in the most intense laughter any of us had experienced in a while.
OH! OH! Guess who made it back to campus from volunteering on Monday without hyperventilating in the middle of Minneapolis OR having a 19 minute phone convo with Dad at his office desk as he explains how to make it back to the dorm? BOOM! ME! Yes, that's right. I WILL get the hang of this, little by little. Next week my goal is to NOT utilize the city bus map I got, I looked like an idiot standing on the corner with this enormous map in front of me that covers more of my body than my Halloween costume.
What an eventful week, and this weekend I'm heading over to Madtown for this little holiday coming up. It'll probably be boring and I'll have nothing to report :)
Saturday was spent waiting in line from 10 am to 3 pm to see someone very important speak. Yes, as the chalk that colored many of the sidewalks stated, "The President is Back." We saw Obama! We were in the presence of the President of the United States! I still don't think the reality of how rare this is for so many people has hit me. It's kinda cliche, but when he was delivering his speech I felt so uplifted and enlightened, another one of those "college revelation" moments. All I could think about was how lucky I was, that this was a once-in-a-lifetime experience, and I never would've experienced it if I wasn't here.
Sunday night. From Wisconsin, in Minnesota. Packers vs. Vikings, 7:20 pm. Me and 5 friends naively think, "Oh! No one else in the world will want to watch this huge rivalry game at a Buffalo Wild Wings! Let's go!" A 45 minute bus ride and a near-death street crossing later, we arrive at B-Dubs only to hear the host, dressed in nasty purple and yellow, tell us "There's no tables until after the game." Great. We trek AT LEAST 3 miles over hills and valleys, parking lots and road medians to arrive at an Applebees. (Not that there's an Applebees 10 yards from our dorm or anything...) We get the worst waitress who brings our appetizers AFTER our dinner. First half of game is a back-and-forth battle, lots of excitement. We want to try to make it home during halftime, but lo and behold, buses STOPPED RUNNING to the city we were in. We decide to suck up the fee to pay a cab, and call the service, who says they'll be there in 10 minutes. We pay our bill and go wait outside, keeping an eye on the game through the windows of Applebees. We watched the game in this manner for an hour. The cab never came. In the meantime, a group of pirates walk out of the restaurant next to us. "Are we in Saw?" "Do you wanna play a game?" (The picture sums up our waiting experience.) Finally, a friend comes to get us, and his car is running a half-an-inch below empty. 3 gas stations we stopped at were closed. Can't catch a break. We make it back to the dorm just in time to see the pass by Favre into the endzone, scream in horror, then (because you all know how the game turned out) cheer like maniacs. A series of unfortunate events, resulting in the most intense laughter any of us had experienced in a while.
OH! OH! Guess who made it back to campus from volunteering on Monday without hyperventilating in the middle of Minneapolis OR having a 19 minute phone convo with Dad at his office desk as he explains how to make it back to the dorm? BOOM! ME! Yes, that's right. I WILL get the hang of this, little by little. Next week my goal is to NOT utilize the city bus map I got, I looked like an idiot standing on the corner with this enormous map in front of me that covers more of my body than my Halloween costume.
What an eventful week, and this weekend I'm heading over to Madtown for this little holiday coming up. It'll probably be boring and I'll have nothing to report :)
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