Blame the Manny

Jonas is turning into a big boy, so he likes to use the boy's bathroom when he gets the chance. So after watching Kung Fu Panda on the big screen and before heading to lunch, he and Lucas headed to the bathroom.

Lucas was in and out in no time. Jonas... He was taking a while.

I asked Lucas to check on him and got a big negatory. So the shout outs began:

"How you doing Buddy?!"
"I need help!"
"With what?"
"I need you to wipe me."

Seriously?

"Jonas, you're a big boy, can't you do it?"
"NO!"

I ask Lucas to go in and help and to speed things up.
Another (seemingly) 30 minutes goes by.

"Boys? What's going on?"
"There's a bug on me."
"Well, swipe it away. Have Lucas get it."

"Hold still Jonas, I almost have it."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

As a super aunt, I rush in to the screams, praying that I didn't miss any guys walking into the bathroom and give them a surprise!

I open the door to the stall and there's little Jonas on the toilet with tears streaming down his face.

I look to Lucas, "What's going on fellas?!"
"There's a bug on Jonas."
"Where?!"
"On his penis."

Say what?!?!?!! Yep. On the underside of Jonas' little penis is a bug. Not a fly. Not a ladybug. A tick. Jonas has a TICK on his PENIS!

Now, Lucas is a very smart boy. So as soon as I say it's a tick he starts going on about how the tick is sucking Jonas' blood. Jonas begins his next freak out!

"Jonas, look at me", I say all smooth and calm. "I'm going to take care of this and you're going to be just fine!", I say with a big smile.

Let's deviate from this story for a minute to another... The previous night, I was at the gym. The gym has great lighting and mirrors. I like to pluck my eyebrows at the gym. What is needed for eyebrow plucking? Tweezers. And not just any ol' blunt style tweezer, but pointy ones! Back to our story...

As I'm talking down Jonas I'm going through the next steps in my head:
He has a tick. What do we need to do to ticks? We take them off with tweezers. Who has tweezers? Should we go the studio? Run to my house? OR???!!!! HOLY BUCKETS! I have tweezers in the car!!!

"Ok guys, let's pull our pants up and head to my car. I have some tweezers and we'll get the little bugger off. Ok?!" All smiles.
"Ticks bury their heads in your skin and suck your blood."
"Thanks Luke. Please stop."

We get to the car, I have Jonas drop his pants in the parking lot and hop onto the front seat. I find the tweezers. I have Lucas hold Jonas' hand. I start pulling on the tick. The tick SQUIRMS! The tick had just latched onto Jonas, so it was still super flat and was moving. Creepy. I need to go about this a different way! So with my left hand I held Jonas' penis and with the other hand... I used my pinky to keep the penis taught and maneuvered the tweezers with thumb and forefinger. Have I mentioned that the tick is near Jonas' tip? Well, I did my best to not pull his skin and I ripped that tick out! The head came with and so did some skin. You could see Jonas' skin attached to that blasted tick!

I was prepped with alcohol wipes (car 1st aid kit!) and hand sanitizer. I disinfected the child, my hands, and the tweezers. We called Momma Shel. We turned into entomologists, examined the creature and wrapped it up for later exam.

Turns out the boys' manny had taken them through some pretty tall grass a few days prior and it had taken a while for the tick to work it's way up to a warm spot. The manny feels bad.

I have never heard the word penis used so much and I have never said the word penis so much as I did that week telling this story! This is one for the yearbook... Penis.

Did I mention...

...that there was a BIRD INSIDE MY HOUSE last Sunday morning? I woke up around 6:30 a.m. to the sounds of mad fluttering and something banging against my window. I flew straight up in bed and just stared. There was a BIRD caught between my drape and the window! Thankfully, I changed drapes a couple of weeks ago to longer, stiffer ones. Otherwise, I would've been chasing a bird around the house with who-knows-what trying to catch it! As it was, a bajillion thoughts were going through my head on what to do, what to use to catch the bird, what to use to shoo the bird, etc. Thank You Jesus, the bird found its way out of the window. Needless to say, I don't leave the windows wide open anymore!

I went back to sleep wondering if this had actually happened. And yes. It did. I found feathers.

Tangoing Cheek to Cheek for 3 Minutes in the Park

http://www.nytimes.com/2007/08/25/nyregion/25summer.html

Play of the Game

Tonight was our final indoor game for the season. We won all three games and took 3rd of our division. WooHoo! They were all great games. Well played! But, the best play happened tonight.

They started the game as friends, but left as brothers. Or maybe something a little less cheesy!

Sean forgot a cleat. Not his cleatS, but one, singular, solitary cleat. Knowing the odds were slim, he still asked if anybody had an extra size 12 cleat. We all looked at each other with unexpectant stares. We all laughed. I mean, seriously. How do you forget ONE cleat?!

But what was that? Did somebody say something in the back? Brandon has an extra set of cleats! Size 12 even! The right one has a gaping whole in the front though. It literally flops open and closed. So which shoe does Sean need? The left! And it just so happens that Brandon has an intact left one... sans shoelaces.

Sean promptly pulls his sneaker shoelace out and cleats up. He looks like a football punter. But it works! We win the game with a shutout.

Thanks to Sean for his stellar footwork and to Brandon for the assist. And to them both for the most random startup of a game.

Menards is my new best friend

Yea, yea, yea... I'm a homeowner. That's exciting... But what is more exciting than that? Power tools! And what could possibly be more exciting than power tools?! (I know it's verging on blaspheme to say there could be something better than power tools, but stick with me here.) So. More exciting than power tools? A power tool with really sharp teeth!!!

I bought a hedge trimmer today :D Sadly, I had a soccer game to get to, so I am postponing its use till tomorrow morning. I thought about using the car headlights, but a teammate swayed me to wait. I think she just wants me around for next weeks game! I'm curious as to what the bushes will look like after I'm done. Two of the trees are conical and the other two are sort of boxy. Maybe I'll end up with a couple of round bushes and a tree shaped like a giraffe...

Home Sweet Home

If "home is where the heart is", then I have homes all across the country. But, I think I have found a safe haven, a place of rest for my heart, a good home. The time over the past year has been intense and (in the long run) a complete joy! I spend oodles of time with the nephs...

I am also able to spend times with my BFF Rachel (who just HAD to move further away as I moved closer... now that I think of it, that is kinda suspicious!) We had a chance to bake together a short time back. This is what we were shooting for...


This is what we ended up with!


We ate it anyways:)


I bought a house about two weeks ago!!! It would take forever to upload photos, so if you're so inclined, check out the FB album: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=229573&id=562965064&l=af90c

Everybody keeps asking if it's weird being in the house. Weird being alone. Bothered by the odd noises. And everytime, I give the same answer... NO! The first night, I slept in the empty house in a sleeping bag and it felt amazing. Everytime I look around, I see it as my home. Not a building, not a project, not a temporary situation. But permanent. Safe. Mine. It's my home.

There's plenty of room, so if anybody feels like vacationing in SE MN, come on over!

Peace and Love my friends
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Bizzarro-Land

I live in a place called Bizzarro-Land. There was an addition of a Bizzarro-Suburb today.

Three weeks ago, I was making phone calls and viewing apartments. Two weeks and five days ago, I was making phone calls and emailing a real estate agent and a lender.

Three weeks ago, I wanted to move out of the Fagan home. Two days ago, I could barely walk out the door.

One week, three days ago I went kayaking on a mostly frozen lake. There was a dead goose frozen to the top of the lake.

One week, two days ago I was sure about the house that I wanted to buy. Two days ago, I wasn't sure about which house I wanted to buy. Two and a half hours ago I am reassured about the house that I want to buy. Maybe. Possibly. I'm almost pretty sure.

Two mornings ago, I got in touch (holler to Facebook!) with one of the few friends I've wanted to find from high school. He has been living in Fort Collins the ENTIRE time I was living in Greeley. He even works at my favorite outdoor gear store. Never knew it.

This past week I ran into a fellow soccer player twice, at very odd places. He works at IBM (across town) and was having lunch at Mayo. Then, we ran into each other at Salsa lessons. Thing is, he's Latino. But he doesn't salsa. He is disgraced and that's why he is taking classes (so he says).

Eight and a half hours ago my supervisor at Mayo told me she took a new position and is leaving in Feb. She then said that she recommended me, ME, to take her place. I've been there not even two months!

Miss Me?

In case you haven't heard, I am an employee at Mayo Clinic! I've been there for a month and it feels great! It's an odd realization, but I love wearing a lab coat. As soon as I slipped mine on that first day, it felt right :) Yes. I am a nerd. (But maintaining that "cool" nerd status!)

I am a Clinical Lab Tech in the Immunodermatology unit. I check serum and biopsies for various skin/intestinal based diseases NOT including cancer and acne. There are no more than seven people in the lab on a given day and I don't work weekends or holidays!! Pros: I'm learning tons. I'm in a lab. I'm surrounded by my "own" kind. Con: DRAMA central. There was an actual fight yesterday! Yelling and crying, but no fisticuffs. It's pretty ridiculous. People just need to talk less and work more!

My building is located downtown, which I'm super stoked about. I love the atmosphere down there. I can have lunch with the Studios crew, there is a Starbucks and Caribou in the subway, and I get to ride a bus to work! I've listened to many 'This American Life' podcasts on the commutes.

I wasn't really finding the job challenging on a manual level, but yesterday/today we had a minor crisis situation! I feel like I thrive on those days:) We generally do 700-800 samples a day of EMAs. But all 700 of yesterdays samples didn't work. So, we had 1500 samples to do today! That's insane!!! We did 1100 of the samples and are holding over the rest till tomorrow. It was very exciting to challenge ourselves to see how many we could bust out! We could've done more, but we didn't want the powers-to-be to think that we can do that regularly, so we shot (and hit) for mediocre.

Other aspects of life are good! I'm on the search for an apartment or possibly a house. The temp is generally below zero now, but there have been some great walks in the snow. Today, I was walking around downtown after work. It was snowing (without the wind), I was listening to Christmas music and Jamie Lidell, and I had a Truffle Espresso from Starbucks in one hand and Christmas paper in the other. It was a beautiful afternoon!

I can't think of anything exciting right now. Christmas is around the corner and I'm anticipating the marathon of Christmas movies!

A Season of Patience

My parents used to have a plaque with a cartoon drawing of an Irish monk on it. It was about 4x4 in size, sitting next to the record player. The monk is sitting on a hill of clovers and speaking to God. He's asking "Please give me patience. And I want it RIGHT NOW!" It might as well have been a picture of me. I couldn't stand that plaque.

The last 10 months have been a roller coaster of emotions and learning! Sadly (Greatly) the lessons continue. I have not been offered or denyed the position and it's been a business week since my follow-up interview. I was told that I would know in a week if I had the job or not. I heard my phone ring at work and I ran across the studio to see Shel's name on the caller ID. Aaagg! God has a wicked sense of humor! I'm checking email every 10 minutes. There is a pile of mail sitting on the table and I don't want to look through it yet for that letter. I'm sort of enjoying this place. The chance, the hope, the possibility!

Either way...

Driving -- MN Style

#1) What does a solid, double yellow mean?
A. That both lanes may pass
B. That neither lane may pass
C. That the North bound lane may pass
D. None of the above
Answer: B

#2) When a school bus is stopped with red flashing lights and the stop sign extended_____
A. all traffic must come to a stop.
B. all traffic must yield.
C. on-coming traffic may speed by, without care of child-safety.
D. it is now a good time to start the driving license machine on fire.
Answer: C

Seriously. MN throws caution to the wind when it comes to child safety. PC version of birth control perhaps. That question/answer was one of the nine questions that I got wrong. I FAILED my written test. (I'll wait while you die of laughter...)

Still laughing? Alright, just a bit longer...

I have been driving since I was 14 (student driver). That is 13 years of driving. No accidents (well, one. But I was rear-ended at a traffic light) and minimal moving violations (none in the last...6 years). Granted, I barely passed the written the first time. But I totally aced and schmoozed the driving section! The gal administering the test when I was 15 flunked the first two people of the day and actually had a reputation around my school for flunking people. I ACED it! I am a good driver!

But, apparently, my non-haphazard, commonsense way of driving isn't good enough in MN. When passing a bicyclist on the road, I give as much room as possible. I would give a car width if possible. But that's too good for MN. Bicyclists only deserve six feet. But let's go crazy and allow folks to turn left on red! Because that is totally safe and smart.

I had a feeling I was going to fail the test. Honest, I did. But not that badly! The conversation at the counter after the test went like this:
Guy: "Uhh, do you want a manual?" he said with shock and disgust.
Me: "No thanks. I have one."
Guy: "Uhh, okay... You can come back in a day or so and try again." he said, maintaining the disgust.
Me: "Sounds super! See you in a few! I'll bring the coffee."

Okay. I didn't really say that. But what was I supposed to say?! "I'm sorry, but the rest of the country obeys this set of laws and not those. It stinks that Canada has infiltrated our society enough to make us believe that we can turn left on red. Too bad we didn't see it coming, because they look just like us. Pity."

So, I'll be having a study session on Wed evening if anybody would like to make a study group. Test time is hopefully on Thursday! Friday at the latest.

Peace out and safe driving. Keep on eye on those buses and hit as many children as possible, because that's MN Style!

"We want to be in charge, and when we can't be, we worry. We need to humble ourselves before God and let Him have His way."
-L.W.

A Staggering Statistic

Join the Journey is an event/group that raises awareness for breast cancer. They also raise money for prevention education, for cancer patient care, for research, and to publish/hand out a book with questions and answers about the cancer, treatment and coping with the disease. They do a lot!

The 10-mile walk was yesterday and it was impressive! There were 965 registered walkers and over 100,000 dollars was raised! Both of those numbers are astounding, but the other set of numbers is what got me. Literally took my breath away.

5-10% of breast cancer cases are inherited. 5-10%, people!! Inherited! That means that 90% of cases are from diet, lifestyle and whatever else is being studied and blamed these days. I thought it was the other way around. I thought my biggest fears, my ONLY fears were skin cancer and heart disease. Both of which I will inherit, but both of which I can keep at bay for a very long time. I make healthy choices. I make smart choices. I eat properly, I exercise, I wear loads of sunscreen.

But for all the good choices I make, I don't do one big, huge, ginormous thing to keep myself healthy. A REGULAR self exam. Ladies, this is the most important thing you can do for yourself. Once a month. That's it! Fellas, you love your sisters? Wives? Mommas? I know it's awkward, but ask them, remind them, slip them the info. Would you rather discuss breast exams or funeral plans?

http://cms.komen.org/komen/AboutBreastCancer/index.htm

As staggering as the statistic is. As much as it has made an impression on me, one other thing was staggering. I saw more "In Celebration of..." signs than i saw "In Memory of...". It's fantastic! Strides for prevention and early detection have been a huge part of that. I pray that this pattern continues.

Sis-in-law, Mom and I had a great afternoon of speed walking (swing those arms!) and talking. Of paddling a dragon boat and of stashing loaves of bread into butt-bags (funny if you were there). I'll look for you all next year! Peace and love my friends!





This man's celebration sign made us go "awwww". Pitter-patter went our hearts! It reads "In Celebration of ... My Wife/BFF"

Rosie's Newest Accessory

I have lived, played and worked in MN long enough. I decided it was time to "cross-over". Plus, my tags are about to expire and I was supposed to do this seven months ago. 'Oops' (she said sarcastically)


I also realized this week that this blog has deviated away from its original purpose. My apologies! I have a few things in the mix that will hopefully put the Adventure back in Microgirl! Till then... a few random local wanderings.

I took part in a study that compares soccer player legs with the everyday man's legs. Apparently all my ligaments are still attached (a load off my mind!) and my left leg bends further than my right. That was a big deal I guess, because the two doctors making measurements were all "Really?! Wow!". Sadly, I couldn't take the award for furthest bent leg. That honor goes to Big Bro. Still beating me! He just can't let me win! :) Some of the reading of the release form was pretty funny. i.e. "You will not be billed to be part of the study." Thank goodness! I get charged to help them right a silly paper?! "Why take part in the study? The reimbursement may be a motivating factor." Well yeah. I already know that soccer players are superior to everybody else. I was paid better for my not-quite-an-hour spent at the study than I would've being at work! Which made me think that I need to find more studies to be part of.

There are two MASSIVE spiders sitting around the homestead. One is making a web directly outside the front door. I'm not allowed to remove the spider b/c the family wants to see how big it gets. The web isn't totally blocking the door yet. So, there's really only one problem. The last time I was bit by a spider, I was paralyzed and spent a good amount of time in a hospital. So, I offer this challenge. Whoever identifies this spider wins a lunch. (I'm praying that you live in Italy!)

Yes. It is eating a bee. Very cool! I just don't want it to eat me. And I believe it could.

Beautiful Fall

I LOVE coaching! I love walking the sideline with a scratch pad and pen in my hand. I love cheering on the girls. I love getting them motivated. I love teaching them how to play the game. I. Love. Coaching.

There was a little bit of chaos at the game, but that's what happens with the way that the league is set up. 22 girls. One practice team. Break the group into two teams at gameday. Can't make a great lineup, since I'm not sure who will show. But, I had a general one made up and changed it as we went!

Granted this is only the first week, but I think we'll do great. Lots to work on, but that's what practices are all about. Even the slightly crazy girl had a smile on today!

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ps. does anybody else get choked up when watching 'The Incredibles'? Especially the ending.

A Brief History of Labor Day

The holiday originated in 1882 as the Central Labor Union (of New York City) sought to create "a day off for the working citizens".
The End.

Things accomplished on this weekend of non-Labor in Sioux Falls @ a music fest:
1) Spent loads of time with BFF Rachel. (she forgave me for not remembering her b-day. probably b/c i was holding her child on a leash.)
2) Spent quality time with Tom, Mike and Yuri (aka MxPx) Great show as always. They sure can rock for being over 30!
3) Checked out, loved/disliked some new bands -- Sorry guys, I'm just unable to enjoy Michael W. But John Reuben was sweet!
4) Ate raw s'mores -- too windy for fires
5) Learned new ways to not be bored at a festival -- people hurdling
6) Learned proper etiquette of Lifelight -- no showering allowed
7) Dancing cardboard robots rock
8) Jolly Green Giant -- nuff said
9) Road. Trip.
The End.

The Snuggle Party Conversation -- True Story

--A conversation between a five year old and a twenty-seven year old.--

"I want to come downstairs with you."
"No."
"I don't want to be alone!"
"You aren't. You have Ruff-Ruff."
"I thought you were snuggling with him last night."
"Nope."
"Why not? Why weren't you snuggling with him?!"
"I'm not a snuggler."
"Come onnnnn. Everybody is a snuggler."
"I'm not."
"Pleaasssse. Take him."
"No thanks. You take him. Here's Monkey-Face too."
"You take Ruff-Ruff. You need someone to snuggle with."
"No thanks! I'm not a snuggler. Go to bed."
"Pleasssssse take him. Everybody needs to snuggle with somebody."

--Is it true?--

When Irish Eyes are Smiling

Ah... the weekend. One week, there's nothing to do, the next... a full itinerary.

At my soccer game on Friday night I scored a goal. Made some okay saves. A goal is a goal and a save is a save though. We played a team with guys that were tons faster than I. It was all I had just to keep up! But it was great weather and a great game.

Friday night was also my church group's all-night prayer meeting. I got there late and left early. I wasn't that hyped about going there or the whole idea of it. But once I arrived I was good to go. But, instead of praying and studying, I ended up talking to a gal about her job and her week for almost two hours. She needed somebody to talk to and I had a little venting to do myself, but the vibe completely left me. I stayed for another hour, trying to get back into the spirit, but I felt like I was insulting what the others were there for. So, I headed home at 3 in the morning.

Six hours of sleep later, I was up and raring to go! It was IrishFest up in St. Paul and I was excited! Not to just be around "my own people", but b/c Flogging Molly was there. Oh, there were other great things too. I learned the Irish Jig and how to social dance. I ate Fish n Chips. I saw many a man in a kilt... I feel like I'm ready to head to the Emerald Isle and I'd fit right in!

Flogging Molly was a blast! Some of my favorite moments involved pushing others into the mosh pits to save myself from being sucked in. Seeing people of all ages in the crowd singing, dancing, jumping and loving the music. And seeing that chivalry is not dead. I have a few separate scenarios for that! The first was that a gal was trying to leave the crowd. It was an outdoor venue, but still insanely crowded and packed. Out of nowhere, this fella with a horn coming out of his chin yelled: "Hey! Let the lady through!" Needless to say, we were all stunned! But, the seas parted and she was able to pass. The next moments involved men watching out for their women. I was standing next to this girl who was holding onto this little Asian guy and the boyfriend was standing behind her. Now, she wasn't the type of girlfriend who is at the show (and having a horrible time) just b/c her boyfriend is there. She was singing along and didn't seem bothered by all the turmoil in the crowd. But, as soon as a mosh pit started up next to us, her boyfriend came charging in and put himself b/t the pit and his girl. How adorable is that?! He would then give a quick kiss on the cheek and they'd keep dancing.

Sunday was an easy day at the house. My back is a bit sore from the concert. (Getting hit and pushed around.) Made some cookies, made some dinner, played outside with the neighbors.

It was a great summer weekend.

Tequila: Friend or Foe

Usually I would tell people that tequila is no friend of mine. Nothing good has ever come of drinking it! But tonight... Tonight feels wonderful! Let me explain.

Tonight was the final night for my women's soccer team. We had a great game! I started midfield (almost scored, almost passed out from running so much), moved to forward (I DID score!) and made my way back to defense (almost scored again, but saved some goals). So I have an overload of endorphins surging through my body from running so much and doing the thing that makes me happiest in this world. Add to that a weak margarita and my anticipation for Monday morning. I am flying high right now!

I'm just so incredibly happy and excited! I had a "melt-down"/crying-out session on Thursday and it feels like a total 180 right now. My brother gave me the advice to go big. I have to do more than sending an application through email if I want anything. Why have I not thought of this before? I've always said that if I could just meet people and explain to them that I could do the job, if they could just meet me, I'd be set! So first-ish thing Monday morning I'm going after a job. I have a cover letter (if you can call it that), a resume, and my heart. If they could just see my heart and desire for the position... I know I would be good at it.

I'm shaking I'm so excited! I KNOW that God has something for me. I've always been sure of that. I've just always questioned the time-line. I've never fully trusted that end of it. But I can feel it now! I KNOW IT'S THERE! I just need to be observant and growing in the mean time.

So, my friends, be vigilant. I've faltered and I've questioned. Many, if not all of us, have been there. God comes through every time. Give Him your Trust. Give Him your Love. Those are the hardest things for me to give anybody, but who could possibly be more deserving than our greatest fan? Our Father? The One who loves us no matter how many times we slam the door closed in His face? He's sitting outside, waiting. Every time... Every time...

Holy Orange Kayak Batman!

Take 4 morning people. Add some kayaks. Mix in a dollop of sunshine and a dash of breeze and you have the makings of a beautiful Saturday. My new kayaking buddies (I have kayaking buddies!!) and I headed out this morning at the obscene hour of 8am to New Weston (or West Newton. I'm still confused.) and hopped into the Upper Mississippi. So much FUN!!

We paddled around some backwaters through huge "fields" of lilly pads. We saw a few species of cranes. Saw some other massive pterodactyl size birds and saw clams that were the size of my fist. Nancy and I belted out a great rendition of 'Happy Birthday' to Tony... So much more! I got beached. I got stuck in a "swamp". I got myself out of a swamp. I got myself un-beached. I dodged a speeding boat and relaxed on a beach. We even regaled each other with boating stories. (Think big-fish stories but with kayaks!)

Now it gets hard. My boat is more recreational than traveller. It's short and fat (the way I like my men! :D j/k). So I'm already working about 3x harder than everybody else just to keep up and to get through the lilly pad fields and swamps. But now we need to paddle up river back to portage. We enter the main channel of the Great Mississippi and I'm pushing. I'm pulling. I'm digging. My forearms HURT! Tony offered to exchange boats with me, but everybody was being so great in taking it easy that I was able to mostly keep up and not keep us back too much. Tony is really cool about reiterating that we paddle together for social reasons, not to race. It's always great to be doing something you love without getting a guilt trip!

We saw a group of kayakers heading down river and that was cool. They were impressed that we were heading up river. Actually, everybody who talked to us was impressed. I was impressed! We even received a few compliments on our sweet sculpted arms!

The only dim part of the day is that I DESPISE my carrier system. I pulled over so many times to tighten my tethers and to reposition the kayak on top of the car. I felt like a complete idiot. I cannot WAIT to get a different, BETTER system. There were so many times that I thought the hook at the end of a tie would swing up and crash into my windshield or that the kayak was going to slide off the roof!

Afterwards, we headed up to Slippery's in Wabasha and had some great chow along the river. I also found a few camping/boating places that I want to check out! What a great day.

MN Drivers don't Like Me Either!

I was almost hit by another car tonight. Not nearly as close as the crosswalk incident, but this one was a MUCH higher speed. I was in the middle of the road and had to literally run to get out of the way. I barely made it.

Other news: I had a number of asissts at my soccer game tonight. Pretty excited about that. The top of my right foot is swollen. I kicked the bottom of somebody's cleat at full power, I was stepped on a few times on Fri, and at tonights game I thought I was about to break my ankle b/c of a tangle that took both of us to the ground. Instead, she landed with all of her weight on my foot and twisted it in a very nasty way. My veins are bulging! ps. we won:)