If we were having coffee, we’d be meeting at my library. I’d be sipping on a mocha with an extra shot of caffeine that I picked up on the way to work. It’s a slow morning… I’ve been here over an hour and only five people have come and gone. Thank goodness, you’re here to divert me!
It’s crazy that summer is almost over! It always goes by way too quickly. My August is turning out to be very busy. Between weddings and out-of-town commitments, my weekends are almost all booked. When I get off work today, I’m heading down to Rochester to spend the weekend with L’Abri friends. I’ve wanted to visit them all summer, but haven’t had the chance until now. Next weekend, I’m taking off work to go on a retreat with the church my family has been attending.
I’ve had multiple cousins get married this summer–one was last weekend. Is it just me, or are family weddings the most awkward of them all? I’m not close with my dad’s side of the family, so it’s always uncomfortable spending time with them. I’m one of the youngest and was painfully shy as a child, which didn’t help forge good relationships with my cousins. Despite that, the wedding was really nice, there was an open bar, and fantastic cake. And I learned that some of my cousins (and their significant others) are actually pretty cool! So that was a win. Continue reading
If we were having coffee, we’d be sitting once again in my local coffee shop. It’s busy for a Sunday–but, then again, Sundays have been more and more busy lately. Don’t worry about finding me–I’m the girl by the window with the laptop.
It’s been a few weeks since I’ve joined in the coffee share. I’ve been neglecting WordPress lately… I don’t think I’ve even opened the site in over a week. How is everyone doing?
This weekend is our annual summer festival in Lindstrom, one of my hometowns. Karl Oscar Days is one of the highlights of the warm months. The festival is named for the protagonist of a book series about Swedish immigrants by the author Vilhelm Moberg, who stayed in our area while writing the book. The community is obsessed with its Scandinavian heritage. Downtown Lindstrom is peppered with Swedish flags and dala horses. I’m half Scandinavian, so I find it quirky and charming.
Anyways, I had a friend come up from the cities and we joined in the festivities. We wandered all around town, exploring the vendor booths, and chatting with people. The town is perched between two lakes, so we borrowed some kayaks from a family friend and spent a few hours going around the lake. In the evening, we lined up for the annual parade. We ended up walking away with an enormous mound of candy, courtesy of our screaming at every float that came by.
Whew. To say my weekend was uneventful would be a severe understatement. I spent half of it in the car driving to the cities and back to Morris. I met up with various friends for coffee. I attended another concert (post to come!) and crashed on an oversized bean bag chair in a friend’s dorm. I went home for part of a day to hang out with my brothers (who I won’t see again till Thanksgiving). I also went thrifting as I travelled from place to place.
Whew. I’m feeling kind of sort of really exhausted, but the time has come to gear up for midterms. My next two weeks consist of two huge tests, a quiz, a project, a persuasive speech, an article response, a 6-8 page paper, and a ten minute presentation. As we say in Minnesota… Ufda!
(In which my cat, Paco, takes full advantage of my fatigue.)