Howl at the moon

Waiting to hear back from the job. Can't imagine starting the process over again. I'm the saddest girl in the world.

Photo by Andy Hardman.

A (much needed) Day at the Beach...er Rocks...

We packed some strawberries, white wine and sunscreen onto our bikes and biked down to the lake walk, locked up our bikes and sat on the rocks.

 

 

 Lake Superior is really cold, so we mostly dangled our toes in. It was so lovely.

scarf: Thrifted via Ragstock

sunglasses/swimsuit/towels: Target

earrings/necklace: Forever21

By the numbers

Number of jobs where I've applied: 22

Number of interviews I've done: 9 (not including my complete failure)

Number of jobs I've been offered: 2 

Number of jobs I've accepted: 1

Number of hours per week of work: 5

Number of dollars per hour at said job: 8

If I don't get offered this job for the 3 interviews...I may explode. Or implode.

The third (and hopefully last!) interview

Got called in for a THIRD interview. Yikes! I've never had so many interviews for a job. I guess this means they like me a little?  Here's what I wore to the interview:

Wedding fun

Andy's friends Megan & Avery got married on Saturday. It was beautiful. Really small and very classy. The wedding was at 11 AM, so they were serving mimosas, champagne and bloody marys. The ceremony and reception all took place at a restaurant in downtown Minneapolis: Cafe Lurcat. It was a beautiful space and everyone looked great!  Andy took some photos of the wedding, and also did the couple's engagement photos. Check out Andy's website to see the wedding pics, or the engagement pics. Keep your eyes open to peek at the bride's amazing red shoes. To die for.

A wedding, a radio show, and a tiny room

This weekend Andy and I packed up way too much stuff and headed down to St Paul for a wedding. The wedding is on Saturday, and we got in Friday and spent the night at the guestroom in the condos where Andy's parents live.

Andy in the room.

Cute towels and handmade washcloths Andy's momma laid out for us.

It has a bed, an alarm clock, an air conditioner, and a bathroom. We didn't need anything more. In the morning we got up early to listen to Andy's brother Jesse's radio story on NPR about their dad's battle with Parkinson's disease. It was so moving, we all cried at the end.

Move-In Celebration

Now that we moved in, it's time to celebrate!!  I can't tell you how amazing it feels to finally be in our own place. It didn't feel like the move was real until now.  I got some Moscata D'Asti from the wine shop, and some thai food from Thai Krathong and we improvised a little since nothing is set up yet. It was all we needed.