Tuesday, April 29, 2008

What do April snows bring?


Only life in Minnesota will bring snow at the end of April, just when you've convinced yourself that it's over until October, at least. This past weekend, Mike and I made our way north again to Duluth. It did snow here in the Cities too, but in Duluth, we awoke Saturday morning to a good couple of inches of snowy ice on our car. We drove up Friday afternoon for Mike to be inducted into the U of M's rho chi, honor's society for pharm school, once again confirming the fact that I married a genius. Here he is with another smarty pants, our friend Carrie Ann, and one of the professors. After dinner we grabbed a huge monster cookie at Old Chicago and celebrated the decreasing bustline of another pharmacy friend; yes, Skinner, we too will miss the Twins, but I'm pretty sure you're back will be much better off with less of them!

Saturday, we spent the day hanging out with our friends the Svobodas. Jen and Eric are one of the only couples that Mike and I know that the wives get along just as well as the husbands. And the four of us together are even better. They've got two little guys, Zeb and Jayven, and we had a blast, the six of us, having pillow fights, eating way too much food, playing Settlers and Marbles in one night ("Marbles!!"), and catching up on life. We're lucky that Eric and Jen put up with us skipping in and out rather quickly usually, so we decided this time, it was all about them. And that was so fun! Zeb is at the great age where he entertains us more than we need to entertain him, and though Jayven's not a big communicator just yet, he'll win you over too quickly with that flirtatious smile of his! Jen and I are both daughter #3 of 4 daughters, so we have lots in common, and Mike and Eric have eerily similar senses of humor. I only wish they lived next door... Some day, E, I'm tellin' you, the commune!! Thanks, E and Jen, for a fantastic weekend; I haven't laughed that hard in... I don't know how long!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

This is going to be one huge commune, with people from all over waiting to get in. I of course have my place guaranteed! mom

Heather said...

What about me? Is my spot in the commune reserved yet or do I need to write a formal application letter and/or essay? To whom do I address said letter?