
On the way back had to get a picture of the giant blue lego known as the Guthrie Theater. It was dark so this was the best I could do.

On the way back had to get a picture of the giant blue lego known as the Guthrie Theater. It was dark so this was the best I could do.

From our traditional post-holiday dinner walk on the stone arch bridge (we’re cheesey like that).

Playing mancala with Beka, and FINALLY winning
Just to cheese it up for a moment. I’m thankful for family and friends who love me. Most of all, I’m thankful I’m here.
His response?
“I don’t play that anymore.”
I’m embarrassed for her.

There’s an adorable monster under my sheets.