When I look at my twitter feed I see retweets from my daughters and their friends about "whitegirlproblems" or "sororitygirlproblems" so why not "middleagewomanproblems". My quest is the perfect hair style for the upcoming nuptials of Emily and Kevin. Having been on the move for the past three years, and spending only a few months in any one place, women everywhere can imagine the challenges of finding a salon and stylist that can get it right. On top of that, I have short hair, enough said. I think I have probably visited 7 different salons, some more than once, in the past 18 months.
The funny thing is (and I chuckle here) that I clearly remember my mother in middle age squinting in the mirror and cutting her own hair. My sisters and I would roll our eyes and wonder why she just didn't leave it to the professionals.
Well now I know -- it is "middleagewomanproblems".
The adventures and musings of a recent empty-nested Floridian housewife transplanted to Minneapolis, Minnesota the freezer of America.
1.06.2012
12.06.2011
12 Days and Counting
Most would think that a count down at this time of year would be to Christmas. But not for me. I am counting down the days until Colleen arrives home in the good old US of A from her semester abroad studying in Florence, Italy, and traveling all over Europe. She has visited: Croatia, Spain, Germany, France, England, Ireland, Switzerland, Italy (of course), and those are only the places I know about! She left on her adventure in September and I can't wait to get my arms around her for a huge hug!
| Colleen says Ciao to her Papa in September. |
11.16.2011
46 Hours...
...that is all the time we had in San Antonio, Texas. We jetted down Friday night and jetted back Sunday night. It was short, but oh so sweet. We enjoyed two days of golf, the best ice cold margaritas, delicious chips, salsa, and guacamole, and just being away on vaca.
We stayed at the two year old JW Marriott, the second largest in the world with 1002 rooms. Second only to the JW in Indianapolis with 1003 rooms. There were two TPC golf courses, spa, multiple pools with slides and a lazy river, huge conference center. A destination resort for sure.
We only saw San Antonio from the air, and everything in Texas really is bigger! Just look at the size of that TV screen in the sports bar and the number of beers on tap. Yowzer!
We stayed at the two year old JW Marriott, the second largest in the world with 1002 rooms. Second only to the JW in Indianapolis with 1003 rooms. There were two TPC golf courses, spa, multiple pools with slides and a lazy river, huge conference center. A destination resort for sure.
We only saw San Antonio from the air, and everything in Texas really is bigger! Just look at the size of that TV screen in the sports bar and the number of beers on tap. Yowzer!
10.26.2011
Day Trippin
| Duluth from the Skyline Pkwy |
Duluth sits along the shoreline of Lake Superior whose largesse and beauty astound. The largest freshwater lake in the world it could contain all of the Great Lakes plus three additional lakes the size of Lake Erie.
| Lake Superior from the harbor. |
| The craggy lake shoreline. |
| Aerial Lift Bridge |
| Ski jump complete with stairs! |
10.14.2011
What it Takes
Here's what it takes to spend 35+ hours traveling from Martha's Vineyard to Minneapolis:
2 books: Silver Girl, World Without End
4 magazines: People, More, Elle, and Vogue
4 movies: Bridesmaids, Something Borrowed, Mother, Company Men
1 comfy pillow
earplugs
fuzzy socks
Advil PM
Pandora Radio
Interesting adventure, not sure of a repeat performance though.
2 books: Silver Girl, World Without End
4 magazines: People, More, Elle, and Vogue
4 movies: Bridesmaids, Something Borrowed, Mother, Company Men
1 comfy pillow
earplugs
fuzzy socks
Advil PM
Pandora Radio
Interesting adventure, not sure of a repeat performance though.
9.28.2011
What a Day for a Bike Ride
| Bike Path |
| Kite Surfer on Sengekontacket |
| Nantucket Sound |
| Gingerbread Houses in OB |
| East Chop Light overlooking Nantucket Sound |
9.08.2011
One Day
One day we are at the beach soaking up the summer sun, sand and surf. The next day fallen leaves line the rain soaked streets.
One day the crowds bustle from store to store. The next day the streets are empty.
One day it is summer. The next day it is shoulder season.
I am looking forward to spending September on MVY; forging new territory.
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