8.07.2011

Hit the ground running against the wind

wondering these days whether mom can turn this blogging thing into an honest to goodness hobby.

hob·by

1   [hob-ee]
noun, plural -bies.
1.
an activity or interest pursued for pleasure or relaxation and not as a main occupation.
possible to turn a sort-of monthly newsletter-like entry into a platform of relaxation? potentially. speaking from the chronological back seat, i think mom's created a bit of a following, and - according to dad - followers may like to follow more regularly than every four (or eight or twelve) weeks. so, a big shout out goes to the facebook junkies, blog taggers, fellow writers, and avid digital consumers: thanks for reading and commenting on mom's blog. she's officially declared a blog hobby. might this change the tone, voice and frequency of entries? i give it a solid maybe. buckle. up.

sweet summertime weather finally arrived in minnesota - somewhere around the 6th of july - and with it a flurry of gusty thunderstorms, sticky heat  expectant travels, and cheerful family visitors. we pinched our pennies and purchased a pass to the minnesota zoo. (family plus one. amanda: thanks for being our first official plus one! all: call dad when you're inclined to join us. you can't beat it. see bear: left.)
the third week in july found us splitting the week between family reunions: a few days in wisconsin with the conrad side, and wrapping up the week in northern minnesota with the corrigan side. the reunions are an annual occurrence, and mom tells me the cram-everyone-in-a-cabin-and-spend-as-much-time-as-possible-on-the-lake really never gets old. i tried the water for the first time: a real pool, a real lake, and a real life jacket. love the water. hate the boat coat.

while each family reunion registered as highlights in my book, i must say that cousin mary took the cake with her all-cousin dinner and musical chairs event. great idea, mar! it's true: eleven of the soon-to-be sixteen spawn of mom's brothers and sisters  marched (the ants go marching la la la) to the main lodge for pizza and a rousing (mildly competitive) game of musical chairs. having no ability to march, (yet with one helluva crawl), i merely watched the event. We wrapped it up with a picture of the available eleven. fun times.

up next: the minnesota state fair. i love summer.

peace out,
sam

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