moving

I'm moving at the end of this month. Moving really, really sucks. A lot.

I'm also moving My Adventure Book over to Tumblr! That's where you'll find all my new adventures!

http://adventure-book.tumblr.com/

marten family vacation

theme parks, harry potter world, beach, sandcastles, flip flops, sea food, sunburns, mini golf, cheese cake, bad jokes, sister bonding, lots pointless pictures

30 Days of Creativity

So, I took the pledge to create something every day during the month of June. Thirty days of crafting, cooking, scheming, chalking, dancing, building, drawing and whatever else my heart desires.

Hopefully I find more success in this challenge than the MN Beer Week challenge...I'm embarrassed to admit I only received six stamps (SIX!). I'll chalk it up to the fact that all the beers I drank were dark and heavy and very filling! (And also very tasty. I highly recommend Town Hall Brewery's Black Water Oatmeal Stout and Breckenridge's Vanilla Porter--YUM!)

Anyway, I am excited to have this extra motivation to find creativity in the things do. Thirty days might be hard to fill though...ideas?

I see you, fishies

How awesomely awesome is this canoe?! Definitely on my list of things to try.

mutually satisfying weirdness

"When we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness--and call it love--true love." Robert Fulghum

My mom and dad are celebrating their 30th anniversary today. Thirty years together and still completely head-over-heels in love with each other. I'm so lucky and proud to have such wonderful parents. Despite being incredibly embarrassed throughout my teenage years by their corny jokes, mushy comments to each other and attempts to fit in with my friends, I wouldn't have had it any other way. Robert Fulghum's quote, and my mom and dad's favorite love quote, couldn't describe them any better.

beerbeerbeerbeerbeer

MN Craft Beer Week is herrrrrrre.

So, as I'm about to embark on this week of drinking deliciously crafted brewskies, I'm taking a closer look at my "passport."

There are 60 spots to get stamped at bars/restaurants for every beer you drink this week.

That's about 10 beers a day. That is a lot of beer.

Or, as my coworker so graciously put it, "That's a lot of weight you're going to gain." Thanks, Maria.

It should be interesting to see how many beers/days I make it.

Puppies, Potheads and Watermelon

Yesterday was absolutely wonderful. Sunny and 70 degrees--a perfect day for a bike ride around the lakes, complete with a coffee stop, wildlife spottings, taking nerdy pictures of ourselves, a happy parade of hippies peacefully protesting, our weekend ritual stop at UrbAnimal to play with the puppies and digging into our first watermelon of the summer. Nothing short of bliss.

<-- Why do I do this to myself?