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Snapshots: The Parking Lot

(walking home from the neighborhood pub) JEN: It's awfully quiet tonight. SCOTT: Yeah, almost too quiet for a Friday... (look at each other) JEN: Beeeep, beeeep, beeeep, beeeep... SCOTT (excited): Pew! Pew! Pew! Pew! JEN: Ooooorr-eh! Oooooorr-eh! SCOTT: BEH BEH BEH BEH! JEN: Oh-eee, Oh-eee, Oh! NEIGHBOR WALKING NEARBY: You two have lived in this… Continue reading Snapshots: The Parking Lot

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Where Are They Now? Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

After an emotionally devastating childhood, where he constantly endured both the bullying by his peers and a tumultuous relationship trying to please his father, Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer achieved fame one foggy Christmas Eve when he turned what had been an embarrassing birth defect into an instrument to save Christmas. While initially boosting his… Continue reading Where Are They Now? Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

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Travel Journal: Friday

Friday, July 12, 2013 Planned for a later start this morning to try to avoid Chicago’s rush hour. Here’s the rub: Chicago’s ALWAYS in a rush hour. I hate this stupid city. At least we got to sleep in a little bit. No big events planned for today’s drive, just heading home to the kittens.… Continue reading Travel Journal: Friday

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Travel Journal: Thursday

Thursday, July 11, 2013 Broke camp early and we were on the road by 8:45. I’d spotted the post office for Marine-on-St.-Croix the night before on the way back from Stillwater, so we made a brief stop so I could mail a few more postcards. The postmistress had the most incredibly sweet Minnesotan accent, and… Continue reading Travel Journal: Thursday

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Travel Journal: Tuesday

Tuesday, July 9, 2013This morning we woke up to thunder peals in the distance: soon, our tent would receive its first test of endurance. We couldn’t shower but we did get our morning routines in otherwise, and I brought what little remaining camp items in under the canopy before the rains started (there wasn’t much… Continue reading Travel Journal: Tuesday

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Monday Funday: Big Bad Wolf’s Vacation Postcards

Last weekend, while preparing for a camping trip with her two young children, my sister Lisa asked her two year old if she thought they'd see the Big Bad Wolf out in the woods. The child laughed and said no, because (as she explained) "the Big Bad Wolf is on vacation." Conveniently, the Super Moon… Continue reading Monday Funday: Big Bad Wolf’s Vacation Postcards