minnesota twins

7.09.2014

it's been almost two weeks since claudin and i were in minnesota for our annual "twin trip" and i've had this post drafted for days, but the fourth of july + the slow death of my computer put a wrench in the works. i mean, a beautiful weekend spent with family and friends is one thing {and you can't just SKIP america's favorite holiday so i HAD to blog about that first}, but a computer on the fritz is another. anyway. minnesota, finally!

we stayed in duluth three days and never got to see lake superior while we were there - not even after running 26.2 miles down its coast. the fog remained tightly drawn like a misty curtain over the length of its banks and only the distant sounds of water lapping gave any kind of hint to the great lake that extended beyond. but what the seaport town lacked in idyllic seaportness that weekend, it made up for with the architechtual charm of its historic downtown.
the main street is decked out in herringbone brickwork and accessorized with streetlamps, which really suites the handsome turn-of-century buildings that line it, if i do say so myself. we strolled the kinks out of our marathon-pounded muscles, going from one end of town to the other, taking pictures and stopping in locally owned shops along the way. touring duluth was like the best post-race recovery in disguise. and not that the town wasn't captivating enough with it's dapper charisma, but after a few days, we drove down to the twin cities for the next leg of our trip.

it was decidedly summer when we arrived in saint paul {with blue skies and all!}, only not in the muggy- northestern kind of way, but the mild-midwestern kind of way. we checked in at our airbnb, which was an 1880s victorian on the outside and stylistically scandinavian on the inside. there were bright ferns hanging on the front porch and twinklelights strung in the patio. there were succulents on the windowsills and stacks of vinyls in the music room. it was bright and modern, with an integrity that would make the designers at ikea proud. since there was all kinds of daylight left after we unpacked, claudin and i walked the mile downtown to grab some pizza and raise our glasses to "vacation".

doesn't it just FEEL sweedish?

we spent the next few days riding around on bikes, going from one restaurant or cafe to the next, eating small amounts at each, and stopping at shops in between. there's no better way to get to know a place than by eating your way through wandering it. better yet is getting lost a few times and finding those hidden jems yelp doesn't tell you about. but with nothing on the agenda, it was all good. so we took our time lingering over empty plates and dregs of coffee, enjoying uninterrupted conversation. and even though our arms were relieved to be free of twenty-pound koala-babies, we carried thoughts of those sweet little ones into every children's bookstore or clothing boutique we saw. 

bike share programs may scream "tourist" but, who really cares when you look this cute cruisin' around.


the copper hen was as beautiful as it was delicious. we shared a cheese board and took cookies that were as big as our faces to go.
spending the afternoon doing some "coffee shop research"  
ok, so we did have one thing scheduled during our stay in the twin cities and that was a day at the salon. oh, the demands!  i booked us appointments at honeycomb, which came highly recommended by yelp and that i can now attest to. it was a bright space, thoughtfully curated with minnesota-made products and run by an awesome group of women. i enjoyed talking with my stylist - who was also the owner - about opening and running a successful business, taking loads of mental notes the whole time.
then, two hours and a combined four inches of hair shorter, claudin and i biked alllllll the way back to our airbnb.it was almost another entire marathon we covered biking from minneapolis to st paul, but after getting "turned around" a couple of times, we probably logged closer to thirty miles that day. at least we got see spectacular views of the mighty mississippi, even if it was ten o'clock at night and already dark. did i mention that minnesota has the most impressive {and safe and very well-lit} bike system in probably the entire country? well it does and hopefully that puts any fears to rest.
refueling at grand ole creamery 
plus, we never would've got to catch this sight of the cathedral of st paul at night

this vacation was totally indulgent {as they should be, no?} aside from the race, there we no responsibilities or obligations. we stayed up late, we watched movies, we citied-around, and ate our weights worth in great food. the days were so packed that it almost kept my mind distracted from how badly i missed august. when i got home though and got to see those shaky legs take two tentative steps, with arms out for balance and mouth open in concentration, it was like the fun was just getting started. it's pretty great when coming home is just as good as going on vacation.

off to the races

6.19.2014

 
remember when i mentioned my first solo trip without august? well, that time has come and today i leave for my annual vacation with claudin: one whole week without children, sleeping in, urban-hiking, photo-journaling, coffee-shop-vulturing, and general pampering. but first, we're running a marathon. i know! {i kind of feel like i've been holding out too.}

the marathon isn't exactly something you just decide to jump in and do one day. i mean you do, but then it takes months of training. and even though i haven't mentioned it on here, i've actually been running a lot in preparation. when i think about it, it's kind of odd that i haven't written about my training. aside from family and work, it's what fills up my day. but i guess running was always such a huge part of my identity and defined me for so long, that i've almost over-compensated by not writing about it at all. when i started this site, it was to get away from whatever stigmas are attached to runners and explore the other sides of me. i was SO set against this site being pegged as a running blog but instead, i've written mostly about family, which has sort of put me in the mommy-blog category, so hey! sometimes even when you try not to be placed in a hole, you end up doing it anyway.

there's entirely way too much that's gone into the last four months of training to get into it now, but things have been going well and you can expect a full report after the race. until then, send speedy thoughts our way on saturday morning at around 10:00 EST {we should be about mid-way around then}

this all feels a bit self-indulgent when i think of a week away from the little guy. *eye roll* here we go again with baby-talk and mama-guilt. but with all the new "tricks" he's learning it's getting harder it is for me to let him out of my sight. even dropping at daycare has been tough a few times when i worried that'd he'd take his first steps without me being there to see them.

when i heard august peep this morning, i jumped out of bed anxious to get to him before andy. i opened the door to this room and saw the familiar sight of him standing in his crib, careening his little head to see who it was. under puffy eyes, a smile broke as he said hiiiiiiiii and i swept him up for a "biiig hug". and I do not know WHY, but this very normal start to our day had me fighting back tears.

ok. i do know why.  it's because everything will be fine and he is going to have a blast while i'm gone.
the older he gets, the less he needs me and i saw that as i watched him and andy pull out the driveway. he was sitting content in his car seat and, after prattling off a couple of words through the closed window, he went back to playing will a ball and cup, like it was no big deal. as they drove off and i stood there waving, my heartstrings tugged inside me. at that moment, i was so grateful that that silly little blondie was ever even mine at all. still, i choked up walking back up to the house, quietly wishing that he will feel safe and be happy while i'm gone.

but andy knows august just as well as i do: he knows his routines and needs, his discomforts and the songs to sing them away. also, they are on their way to grandma and grandpa's house. those two love august as if he were there very own, so he will be plenty loved and cared for. i'm excited to hear how much fun he's going to have and all of my mom blubbering aside, i really am so excited to be able to take this vacation with claudin!


how we weekend

4.07.2014

sometimes you don't need to go far to explore new places. i present to you my back yard: the nation's capital. maybe those cherry blossoms will be in bloom next week? maybe that's how we will weekend next week? until then, have a fantastic week friends!

well, that was a freebie

2.18.2014

 
we woke up to thirteen inches of snow last thursday. it was the kind that was fluffy enough to accumulate in heaps but light enough to keep the tree's limbs in tact and the electricity on. we dusted off the snow shoes and took a long walk, which i didn't get any pictures of on account of having a baby strapped to my chest while plowing through the white stuff. friday started like any other until the lights went out at work and we were sent home. woo-hoo! it's friday, i'm in love! on saturday morning, the olympics provided hours of entertainment, as usa spanked russia in hockey. then, on sunday, we did the patriotic thing and honored our nation's first commander-in-chief with a tour of d.c. it's not what you think though. we explored dupont cirle, brunched at duke's, drank flat whites/long blacks at filter, and browsed the phillips collection.  on monday - the fifth and final day - we rested, which is to say, we stayed in pajamas all day and never left the house until seven p.m. forced us to the grocery store for the least ingredients required to make a meal.

february has been extra good to us this year. it already had high marks for being the shortest month at a time when spring can't come any faster, but then kicking the long weekend off with valentine's on friday and two snow days? SOMEONE was good this year for jolly old saint george to bring all that for president's day. what. wrong holiday? well, after five consecutive days off, i'm founding the new church of no power outages, midday naps, and coffee that's not brewed from a k-cup, hallelujah.

that time we played hookie and went to nyc

2.03.2014

i am still reeling from the biggest metaphorical (or not) hangover. we stole away last weekend - baby and all - for an impromptu visit to new york. the trip was a lot like the big city itself: fast, exciting, and we never slept. i kind of put myself in a hole going into the week, but hey, you only live once. now... PHOTO MONTAGE
+++ waking up at six a.m. with a baby has it's advantages. this rooftop view at sunrise, for example.
  
 
+++ good coffee was naturally in order and luckily there's an amazing cafe around every corner. we sipped our cappuccinos while the boy flipped through barron's to catch up with the market actions.

+++ walking around the city streets, i couldn't help but gape at all the buildings and architecture. new and old, each with lines that drew your eye up, up, up. 
+++ the bowery and bikes: our stroll led us to the doorstep of the hotel where we honeymooned and where it all began five years ago. ah, the memories.
+++ the next morning we met a group of friends for a hearty and amazing brunch before hitting up the new museum which, by the way, is worth the $10 admission for the sky room, if nothing else. check out that sunset in the last pic - talk about good timing.
 
 
have a great week friends, may it be less dizzy than mine. #sleepdeprived
 

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