Adam, this is Craziness. Craziness, this is Adam

So, Adam came back to Minneapolis with me and met my family over Mother's Day weekend. Not just my parents. Not just my MN siblings. All six of my siblings. Five of their spouses. And twelve of my nieces and nephews.

Remember how you thought I was joking in an earlier post when I said he was a superhero?



We went back for my parents' 50th wedding anniversary. It was really pretty mellow. The priest performed a blessing at my parents' church, the same one where I was baptized and confirmed and spoke about them in his homily. It was really pretty incredible to see the two people who have had the most to do with who I am today stand up and say that they not only are still married after 50 years, but that they'd do it all over again. Pretty awesome.



Finally finished a really cool book for my Mom called, "We Love Grandma." It's a photo book I made on Apple iPhoto. It took me two years to get photos from everyone and quotes, but each of her 16 grandchildren answered the question "Why do you love grandma?" And that appeared on a page with their photo. She loves all the photos that we send to her of the kids, but always says, "I want to hold them in my hands." So, she gets to do that with this book. I'm pretty proud of it. Plus, who couldn't love a book filled with babies who look like this?





Also have had a great couple days in Salem over the past week or so. Drove Adam back down after our trip to MN on Tuesday and then went to see him the following Saturday. This whole long distance thing really sucks. But we had a lot of fun at a party some regulars of his restaurant had. It was a luau in their backyard, complete with fire dancers and everything!



Had to bail out on the Sasquatch music festival this weekend. I have a ton of work that I had to finish this weekend and a bunch of other house things to take care of. I'm really bummed about it, but I just couldn't get it together. Also, got a picture message from my neighbor tonight, who's at a special, super-secret performance by the Beastie Boys at the Crocodile Café. Damn it!

Speaking of my super awesome fun neighbor Shane, he sold his place and is going to be moving out next weekend and then eventually to L.A. That also bums me out a lot, too. He's been a great new friend to me and nice to have next door when I go out of town or need someone to go to a show with. Plus, he and our other neighbors were the first people outside of work to invite me over to hang out. I will miss him.

Also went to the Seattle Advertising and Design Awards Show this week. It was quite possibly one of the most boring things I've ever been through. Positively brutal. I'd describe it more here, but I may begin weeping. Even having the band The Blakes there to play didn't rescue it from being excruciating. Who do I call about getting my three hours back?

Hey! I finally took photos from our deck at work. You can see the Olympic mountains in the distance. And water. And boats. And awesomeness.






So, made your plans to visit me yet? I've only heard from one person out of all of you who said, "Yeah! I'll totally come visit you in Seattle!" So, what gives?

I'm wisterical!

Went to visit The Amazing Adam (he's a superhero, didn't I tell you that?) and saw this amayyyyyzing phenomenon. This wisteria vine grows up the side of one building, across an arbor (which, Adam tells me, blooms as well) and then down the side of the other. Or is it two that both grow up the sides of two buildings and join in the middle? Ummm, I don't know. And maybe it's not that uncommon out here. But isn't it pretty?

Been having fun hanging out with my Favorite Redhead (sorry, Morgan...like you read this anyway) and really loving all the blooms and flowers all around Seattle. Let me tell you, a few rhododendrons and azaleas sure can spruce up the dump. Sun is starting to peak out a few times a week now! I wore my sunglasses four whole times last week!

Work is good. Work is busy. Work is crazy. But it's work. "The curse of the eating class," as Papa Jack says.

Couple random notes about the Twins:

1. I love Michael Cuddyer, as you know. Workin' the rosary for his back to heal quickly.

2. WHY CAN'T WE BEAT THE G.D. DEVIL RAYS? Why, god? Why? Why must they break my heart?

3. If Jason Kubel strikes out looking one more time, I will be forced to say and do some very, very unkind things. Look, I can't imagine what it's like to stand in the box against a big league pitcher. I can't hit a curve ball. But I learned at oh, let's say AGE 7 that with two strikes, YOU PROTECT THE PLATE. To borrow a quote from Bull Durham and change it up a bit, "Swing, dummy!"

4. I was so happy I had tears in my eyes when I saw Francisco Liriano in the dugout the other night while watching on mlbtv.com. I want little children with pots of gold dust and rainbows and unicorn glitter and Skittles to rub his elbow until he can throw unbelievable heat again. Workin' the beads for that, too. We sure could use him.


5. Also saying a small prayer to the baseball gods that they smile kindly on my boys as they meet the Red Sox this weekend. Wakefield on Friday, Schilling on Sunday. And hopefully, a happy Amy on Monday.