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Thanks to the hipness of Steve’s daughter Catherine and her partner, our son-in-love Homer, we got free passes to one of the best summer events in the Twin Cities, Rock the Garden. It’s an outdoor concert in back of the … Continue reading →

Today was a big day for me as communications director. I got the name of an Associated Press reporter in the Twin Cities from my counterpart at the college, and sent him an e-mail a couple months ago about the … Continue reading →

I’ve been working on what for me is an epic project: making a new vegetable garden. I have suffered over this task for a few months now, knowing what I wanted and driving past the gorgeous, established vegetable gardens in … Continue reading →

Steve came home with a heartbreaking story yesterday at lunch. He got a call from an elderly woman in Cold Spring who needed some bushes moved. He couldn’t understand what she wanted, but it sounded like a job that would … Continue reading →

I’ve been out of the blogosphere while attending a conference at St. Benedict’s Monastery in Ferdinand (pronounced FUR-dinend) near Louisville (pronounced Louv-uhhl), Kentucky all week. It has been like being dropped into summer, as the trees are in full leaf … Continue reading →

To work out today, I put on my favorite T-shirt. It’s about six years old, so it’s seen better days. It is light green and says “Long Live Mono Lake” on the front. It is my favorite shirt because Mono … Continue reading →

The temperature has been above freezing for about a week, and although there’s still snow on the ground, everyone is acting like it’s spring. You would think it was planting time. Steve is getting calls about landscaping jobs he bid … Continue reading →

I don’t make resolutions, but coming back from out trip to Los Angeles, I felt a real need to do some Middle Eastern and Indian cooking. As in, the need to learn how to do some Indian and Middle Eastern/African … Continue reading →

Steve and I have returned from our longest vacation together– an entire week in Southern California. We went to visit his friend, Father Joel Kelly, who lives in Morongo Valley, California. It is about a half hour outside Palm Springs, … Continue reading →

My mom and dad will take any opportunity to dance. They call it “jitterbugging,” which is a region-specific term from what I can tell. They both grew up in South Jersey, and my mother lived in Philadelphia from 1944-1958 and … Continue reading →