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Yeah! I go in fits and spurts, huh?

Well, look at this. Blog. Yeah, what of it?

So I went to the Arboretum last weekend. Romatic Christmas Gingerbread houses, villages and industries. And there was a choir of high school kids.

Dressed as Victorian Bonnet Wearers and Top Hats (I don't know what I capatilized that, it seemed like a good idea at the time.)

Well, these Dickens' dwellers (was that Victorian?) were singing "Slow Rocking Christmas," which seems like a doo-wop song.

Huh.

I'll be back

observation

I do look like Hilary Swank sometimes. Like right now. And Hilary in Boys Don't Cry.

Good to know.

Don't put yourself on that shelf just yet Mom

You may be 67 but that doesn't mean you have to be 97. 

My mom thinks she's old. She's not old, I mean she's old but not old. But she thinks she is.

It's because she's bored.

She thinks she's old. Which then if she thinks she's 97 years old she thinks I am 55 years old. 

I am not. 

She needs things to do other than puzzles and walking her full-time dog. (and yes, it is a full time dog). Her other hobbies is talking about all the trips she wants to take but doesn't have anyone to go traveling with. Like this Alaska cruise that she has been talking abotu for years, years, YEARS! But won't go on. She doesn't want to go alone. I told her there are travel groups she could join, or even start a group. But instead more talk of all the people that can't go because of whatever reasons.

For Christmas I am getting her a membership to The Women's Travel Club which is for women of all ages and martial statuses, caters to singles and actaully does stuff. For $39 she can sign up for all these trips and tours and also have a membership in Club ABC tours which is larger and more men involved, I guess. But even if she doesn't use it, she will see that there are things that she is looking for out there.

And I know I can tell the internet what I am getting for my mom for Christmas because she doesn't know how to do the internet. 

I know the next question is, "then how will she know how to use the WTC website" I will show her!!!!!! And if I bought the membership she will use it because she wouldn't want the money to go to waste.

Ha-ha! I can feel her getting younger by the minute!

Just one huge box...

FeatherStone Farms. You are changing my life! FeatherStone Farms. How do I love you? Organic-check. Convenient-check. Element of surprise-check. I love you, Featherstone Farms. Four weeks ago, I got my first box of veggies (or weggies for my German friends). I am part of a CSA, I don't know what that stands for but I think it stand for Convenient Surprise Awesome. I shouldn't say I got my first box, more we got our first box. Well my first box, M and A's like millionth box. They fired their last box sharers for negligence and invited me to join. I jumped at the chance. Fresh, organic, local produce, picked packaged, chosen and delivered for me? Yes! For the fall, we get one box every two weeks. And then in the spring, a box a week until….the fall!!! Hooray. I love it. And it cost like $9 a week and I don't have to go to the grocery store. I also love learning about new foods. I learned parsnips are not awesome in curry, but great in potpie. Horseradish greens are not lettuce and the space water vegetable is really a version of cauliflower. And…I made a pie. From an entire pumpkin. It was pretty easy. Messy and I couldn't find my big knife so for a while I thought there was a murderer in my apartment but I still made a pie. Ok, I bought the crust. But I made a pie. First pie ever. It was ok. I didn't love it. And I made whipped cream. The instructions said hold the whisk like a dagger, I thought, "How many whipped cream makers know how to hold a dagger?" I assume all of them, because I know how to hold a dagger. But, man, no one holding a dagger wipes in in circles around a bowl for 20 mins. Ow. I know why there needs to be a dagger to plunge it into my chest for not having an electric mixer. Pie. You happened.

Ok, So I have been lax but here is a teaser! or a trailer!

Culture of Doing Things! I have not forgotten about you, I've just had a large bout of.....doing things! Like my show tonight (we'll see who comes......wink wink). And Monday Night Comedy Show and WI adventures with an almost burning car, beets, bonnets, Tassels(not for curtains...again wink wink) and tutus and Featherstone Farms, GRE, audio tests and mind reading horses and tabby cats and hens, Parry Hotter and bright teeth. More to come!!!! At least I keep twitting about stuff.

Bazaar!!!

The most MInnesota thing in the world. The church Bazaar.  Knitted hanging towel things (I know what I mean my mom has one). Crocheted doilies and lopsided washcloths. fleeces hats in the shape of dachounds. \ But first we purchased the required lefse to blend in with the bazaar dwellers, there is nothing more Minnesotan that a Lutheran( I think I might have been Lutheran) church bazaar armed with a bag of lefse.  Oh, wait. yes there is something that makes it even more Minnesotan. That would be the honey mustard table conversation: We taste the mustard. The table woman comes over. Woman: You girls try the mustard? Me: Yes, it is good. Woman: Oh, but is has quick a zip too it huh?  (the mustard tasted like mustard) Woman: But think of what that would be like on chicken fingers.  End. The novelty of 'zippy' foods.  And after consuming a caramel roll and pecan pie, I learned that those two sweets are very similar with their nuts and the caramel or caramel like paste.

Culture of Eating Things: CRAVE

I went to CRAVE for the first time last night. I was really excited and well dressed so of course I ordered the weirdest thing on the menu. I didn't mean too, originally I as excited about the beet salad and other FRESH VIBRANT AMERICAN food but then I saw they had a sushi menu sitting in the middle of the table. I was very please by all the amazing rolls, I couldn't decide what I wanted.  Then I saw it. The Dragon Wraps. Tuna, unagi, avocado something else, something else and something else all wrapped up in an egg omelet wrap.  Egg omelet wrap? I ask myself. That means I must eat it. So I ordered that and spontaneously decided I needed a spider roll as well. I Beautiful and delicious! The Dragon Rolls are the perfect appetizer of part of a sushi-escape like mine, so soft and fresh. The egg omelet was like a crepe without the holes and crunchy edges, but thicker and warmer.  I was impressed with the Spider roll too, I enjoyed the legs of the soft shell crab creeping out of it too.  And the Sweet Peach Tea was good, but gone too soon and the Molten Chocolate lava cake was predictable and regrettable. And the restaurant was really dark. Indoor patios, what do you expect?