Ohmigoodness, it’s been over a month since I last wrote a blog post.
This is NOT how I envisioned blogging 2015 to go.
The August Break
Business is booming, I’ve got a son heading off to college at the end of the month, necessitating lots of family time, summer activities and finishing up my first t-shirt quilt (I will share the details and photos when it’s finished.) Plus, we’re getting a Golden Retriever from this rescue organization soon (Dylan’s belated birthday gift.) I’m trying to enjoy life rather than just blog about it, so this is the way it has to be for the time being.
I’ve gratefully latched on to Susannah Conway’s lovely August Break as a way to keep my blog from gathering too much dust. Click here for the details.
In essence, I’ll be posting a photo a day throughout the month of August. Since today is the 3rd, I’ll be doing some catch up.
We took a road trip to Iowa this weekend! We got on the road pretty quickly–for Greenhouses, that is!–leaving around 10 am rather than the anticipated 8:30 departure. In the above photo, I’ve assumed “the road trip navigator position,” feet and red hat on the dash, and we are heading to Faribault Minnesota for a Mexican brunch at GranPlaza Mexican Grill. We’ve stopped here before–en route to Canada–with good results and 11 am, when they opened, was a perfect time to grab a meal that would last us (mostly) through to supper time.
Obviously, it wouldn’t be right to be on a road trip and not have this little number in my head. Jeremy wrote it for Jesse (who is now 18) just before we headed out on our first road trip as a family of 3 in 1997. The Sweet Colleens recorded it for their Monkey Dance album a half a dozen years ago. You can buy/ listen to (Goin’ on a) Road Trip here.
It was a fantastic event. Super well run, great hospitality, fantastic selection of vendors and events and entertainment. Hopefully they’ll have us back again next year!
We’ll be at the Irish Fair of Minnesota on Saturday, August 8th with the Sweet Colleens on the Main Stage at noon.
We made our 11-year old’s entire year by spending the afternoon at the nearby Lost Island Water Park. Being in Iowa reminded Jeremy and me of how blues singer Taj Mahal affectionately–actually very appreciatively, really he seems quite smitten–described midwestern women at last summer’s Minnesota Zoo concert as “corn-fed, big-legged women.”
Needless to say, I felt right at home walking around in my bathing suit and that made the water park experience not nearly as stressful as it would have been in other parts of the country. LA…San Diego…Miami…The Hamptons! Yikes, the mere thought makes me shudder!
Thanks for a great weekend, Iowa…we’re so glad to know ya! See you tomorrow, readers!