I don’t want to talk about today. I want to talk about yesterday.
Yesterday it was sunny and in the low 60’s. Though, I hate to even use the word low because it was so high: nice and warm. We walked down the street and had a patio lunch. My first thought was, “I didn’t put on my sunscreen.” My next thought was “damn, this sun has my brain working in ways it hasn’t in a while.” It was sparking all over the place. It manifested into making our own french fries like mamma always did and now doesn’t quite as often for the obvious fried food health reasons. None of that mattered yesterday, though.
We opened all the windows in the house to release the smoke that’s inevitable when I start experimenting in the kitchen and turned up the music.
It was amazing. The breeze went perfectly with the dry white wine and salty spring french fries.
One of my most treasured possessions: a deep cast iron skillet of my granny’s
We all know jealously and envy are soul crushing conditions, but we just can’t help it these days.
My mom has been sending us beautiful snapshots of her yard in Mississippi. Even a month ago it was full of tulips, daffodils, and the front of the house a sea of pink, white and fuchsia azaleas. When I call her during the day, there’s no answer. She’s always in the yard planting.
At our house in St Paul we are left waiting and waiting some more. Matt has taken things into his own hands to make up for the fact that we are still seeing flurries and chilly temps, today the high was around 40 degrees. There is no telling when it will be warm enough for us to create a cute sitting area and enjoy cocktails around lush plants and flowers.
To maintain our sanity flowers just keep appearing in the house. Not even one bunch at a time, but currently we have four arrangements. When these stop bringing the springtime cheer, I’m confident I’ll come home to more. It’s working. Matt has found every single vase in the house.
I have NEVER bought carnations for myself. When I showed up to these I couldn’t help but giggle. Could he have picked a brighter bunch? He put them right by his favorite chair.
While I’m at it, here are a couple of Easter pics. It was just the two of us, but we went all out in the kitchen. We also used our wedding china and silver, but the cooking took me a bit longer than expected, so Matt had to sift through my table setting collection. We ended up with an interesting mix of fine china, linen and dollar store placemats. Why not.
Finally, it was a chance to use another one of our wedding gifts. Everything sounds fancier when you add trifle to the name, right. Here’s the link to the Strawberry Shortcake Trifle we made and are still enjoying days later. It came out beautifully and couldn’t have been easier. Would be great for a brunch or party.
Wow, it’s been a long time. I’ll say this, getting married is overwhelming, amazing and crazy! In fact, we haven’t slowed down in the last month since the wedding! (It was on 9-19-15) It’s been so fun and I have a lot to write about and share of our wedding weekend and the honeymoon, but I need to be removed from all the fun for just a bit longer to really put the amazing experiences into words. It still feels surreal. What I do know is that Matt and I are in need of a serious detox. I use detox in a very broad way. We are just getting off what feels like a month long trip of excess, and it was all good.
“Lindsey, want a piece of cake.” ME: of course, maybe two. “Another bottle of Negra Modelo” ME: keep them coming.” That’s about how it went for a month. Matt would say he’s been healthier but no way.
We’ve eaten, gone and done just about everything we’ve wanted, so beginning tonight we are scaling it back a notch. We started with a very healthy and humble cabbage soup. The plan is to eat it a couple of days and really get our $10 out of it. We’re still using our pretty placemats and linens, though! Makes it feel special.
I know a lot of couples probably live the high life the first year of marriage with Julia Child and all that fancy stuff that we love, but after several years of long distance and courting, we’ve had our share of extravagance. We are taking this first year and getting back to basics, as our favorite lady Ina Garten says.
Here’s the recipe we used. High reviews. So much flavor for so few ingredients. PS we didn’t include meat. I didn’t want it, but Matt thinks it would have made it even better.
Believe me, I love my iphone. It’s great. It’s always with me. Though, this from Fox News is hard to imagine?
Survey: 54% Say They’d Save Cell Phone from a Fire Over Their Cat
Which would you save in a fire: Your phone or the family cat?
A surprising survey by Motorola found that 54 percent of respondents would save their smartphone over their cat if a fire broke out.
Motorola’s survey, conducted online by KRC Research, included more than 7,000 people in seven countries – the United States, Britain, Brazil, China, Spain, Mexico and India.
The survey also found that one in six smartphone users take their phone into the shower with them, and 26 percent would give up sex for a weekend as long as they didn’t have to give up their phone.
Yet only 39 percent of respondents said they were happy with their device.
Months ago, when I first heard Courtney Barnett’s “Pedestrian At Best” I wondered how in the world I had missed this in the 90’s. Then I heard it way too many times for it not to be a cool new thing. This single was blunt and fascinating. The rest of the album is full of surprises like the beautifully unexpected Depreston, that I can’t get enough of on these summer days, and the spunky An Illustration of Loneliness with its great grungy guitar. By now I think most know her sound. Think she performed last weekend at Pitchfork Fest. I wouldn’t know, I never get to go because it’s always during our July news ratings period. No complaints, I’d much rather be employed. #ilovemyjob #minnesotasummer
Thank goodness for the Twin Cities Current Radio. If not for them I would still be listening to my favorite songs from 2006 and 2011. Those have been my favorite music years since the 90’s and I go back to them every time Taylor Swift comes on the radio, which means every 10 minutes.
(PS if you have amazon prime, the mp3 album is free for you! )
It’s in my possession and it’s kinda scary! My wedding dress is hanging in my closet. In fact, our closet is so small that it’s taking up the entire space. Fitting for such an important garment.
I’m at work and I sure hope Matt doesn’t lose his cool and go look at it. I made him promise not to, but still I worry. He doesn’t seem to understand the idea of waiting until wedding day to see it. How did he not get that memo?
Can you tell I put extra layers of plastic garment bags over the actual dress bag? Matt and I walked in to pick it up and before he even knew which direction to look towards, I noticed you could slightly see through the top portion of the cloth bag. It gave it away!! Can you imagine. After all this work to keep it a surprise, the bag is essentially sheer. Hated to put plastic over it, but it saved the occasion.
While we were out picking up the dress we went through one of my favorite places in Minnesota. Stillwater is right on the St. Croix River and just outside the metro. It reminds me of home. A mixture of Mississippi, Arkansas, and North Carolina. It feels peaceful and wholesome. Turns out Matt feels the same way. We both enjoy living downtown, but sometimes you just want to be out of the city. Last time I was there the top layer of the river was frozen. This time you couldn’t go a minute without seeing a boat speed through the water. Id’ never seen a lift bridge like this before. I posted a picture below. The vertical lift was fascinating to watch, but can you imagine being one of the cars waiting on either side? It was a long wait, but at least the view was stunning. The winter was very cold here (no surprise) and now that the weather is warm and sunny, I almost feel manic. I want to be outside and doing something non-stop! Waiting for me at home right now are dozens of plants. Matt and I may live in an urban apartment, but with all the green I’m about to put on our porch in pots and hanging baskets, we’ll both feel right at home.
It’s been one of those simple tasks that shouldn’t be this hard!! I know you know what I’m talking about. It can be mind blowing.
I started a free (yes, nothing is ever free) wedding website through “The Knot”. I just needed a place that our wedding guests could visit to see information about the church and venue, places to stay and fun things to do while visiting the Mississippi Coast.
Clearly I’m mildly web capable. I have this blog. I know how to buy things on the web, no doubt. However, Matt and I have had problem after problem with The Knot. It’s been CRAZY. Store registries disappearing from the site and not allowing me to attach them back, getting locked out of the site, then not being able to get anyone on the phone. It’s not that it would just ring and ring and ring, but it would pick up with immediate sales messages, giving us a chance to win a honeymoon or something I didn’t want, and then you’d have to punch a number on the phone to speak to a representative, but it’s all so confusing, I spent 30 minutes trying to get through and never did! I don’t think it’s possible to reach a human on the other line. I seriously think their wedding websites are just a ploy to gather sales information through your registries added to the site and then sell it. That’s fine, but at least answer your phones and offer properly functioning website – then I gladly give you my information. I should have researched all of my options more.
Who has time to write real blogs when you are fighting with all this!
Get how I finally was able to get my website fixed – Facebook! I messaged the company. It took a couple of messages, but it went a lot faster than the phone and email. Social media is nuts. I wouldn’t use “The Knot” for your wedding website. Look for an updated blog eventually when I find a better company. I’m researching it. Will definitely be one of those “wish I’d known” lessons from the wedding planning experience. Oh well. It’s up and working now in enough time for our guests to get the information they need to make for a fun weekend.
Whole Foods makes great food. It’s pricey, but tasty. No denying it. I wish it was terrible. There’s one just down the street from us and even though it almost makes my credit card spontaneously combust, we still walk there several times a week. Usually we go for ready-made food that we can easily take home and transfer to plates. You know, at least feel as if we played role in it.
Their cornbread, though. I’m sure it’s very good, but am I the only person who thinks it looks terrible and just weird? When was the last time your mom made cornbread that looked like this? It’s a Texas company!! Don’t get me started on the $4.39 per chunk of it.
On my way to the airport to pick up Matt, I realized it was going to be one of the more interesting days of my/our life.
I always thought our wedding day would create the feel of never being the same again, but instead I think the day he moved in will go down as the craziest!!! I remember telling my mom on the phone that I was a getting a house guest that was never going home. OMG. On the other hand, Matt was thinking, “I’m visiting my girlfriend….forever.”
He’s been here almost three weeks now. We’ve been long distance from the start, so starting and ending every day together now is just CRAZY! I know he feels the same. I can see it on his face. Most of all finally being together is fun. The simple and easy things are fun.
We’ve been busy making my apartment feel like ours, with Bridget’s help, of course. Those two are slowly making friends.
While I’m at work right now, he’s busy hanging framed pictures and planning out a big gallery wall on our main wall behind our couch. Have I mentioned we are living in a one-bedroom / 700 square feet apartment. The lack of personal space really is quite funny. Poor fellow can’t really get away from me, not that he wants to, but still, there are moments that he would prefer some quiet. Nope. Only when I’m at work or sleeping.
There is so much to share about these last three weeks where I’ve essentially been blank on my blog, but I prefer to leave them for us and our memories. Too much to tell. Though, from here I’ll start sharing some of the funnier moments of learning to live as a couple together in the same city. A city that really is new for the both of us. So much to explore!! We’ve only started checking everything out here.
I snapped this picture of Matt at the Walker Art Museum. Modern art makes for such good conversations. He, however, doesn’t love taking pics, so I have to get creative. As you see here.
Lots of love to my hard working fiance. Today was his last day of work before he moves up to join me in Minneapolis. I know he’s going to love it up here, as I do, but he has a great group of friends, colleagues and family down in Griffin, Georgia who he is going to miss terribly. Sending all my love down south to him. All of our Griffin friends have been incredibly supportive as he makes this GIANT life change. We will be down there often, no doubt. Those folks know how to party. Plus, it’s home, just has he’s adopted Mississippi for me.
That’s the ice covered Mississippi River behind us. I’ll will always think it’s just one of the most incredible sights and so foreign to someone who grew up down river. We are standing at Saint Anthony Falls. It’s the only waterfall on the Mississippi.
This morning I’ve been moving incredibly slow. My alarm went off no less than 11 times. It started to get on my nerves which is the only reason I finally got out of bed. I’m working the night shift tonight, so I’m really in no hurry.
Still in a nice fog, I started singing in the shower. Nothing loud. Maybe not even out loud. When I realized what I was singing, I couldn’t believe it. Where did it come from? How did it get in my head? Had I been dreaming about 1995, when I was 12. Regardless, it was good. It was good in 1995. It’s good today. I immediately told Matt because he’s one of the only people who seems to be transported back in time by these mid 90’s songs like I am. Then I turned it on. The joy of the passing of 20 years is that Amazon Prime has it free now for Prime Users. Wow – talk about freaky time warp, considering I would have listened to this song over and over back then by recording it off the radio on a tape. Remember the rush to hit record after you had been waiting hours for it to play? That’s the first way I could listen to The Cure’s Mint Car. I recorded it off the radio, 97.9 WCPR to be exact, but because I hit record a second too early I caught the DJ give Mint Car a dramatic introduction. Now I listen to the song and in my head say Mint Car the same way he did that day. It happens every time. It’s beautiful.
Back to the shower. I was in a mild funk when I woke up. For no reason other than the fact that I never like waking up. I think my sleep is deeper than for others. It has to be. I never want to leave it. The song has turned me around 100 percent. I’m still in a slight haze, but it’s a good place in my mind. It’s full of creative angst.
Disclosure: I never listen to the words just the jazzy/electro mix. They might be considered “not for a younger audience”, though no one was too concerned when I was turning it up at 12. Still, I do not endorse the words/message. I’m usually the first to cry out against songs with violent undertones, but this has more of a historical context as in the listening habits of children from the 90’s.