It’s State Fair Time!

24 Aug

I am SO excited!  Even though I’m sad it’s nearing the end of summer (where the f*&k did it go?!), I’m so pumped for the MN State Fair.  It’s a tradition and I think there’s only been a couple of years when I have not attended.

Now, I have my daughter hooked on it and she can’t wait to visit.  Hopefully, the weather will be better than last year, when we bailed by lunchtime because it was so dang hot!

There is basically the same “crap” every year, but it doesn’t matter….it’s still so much fun to try the new foods and people watch.  Actually, that is the favorite part of the fair for me.  I really enjoy seeing all walks of life taking in the sights and sounds and enjoying the great Minnesota Get Together.

My daughter always wants to check out the animal barns and I want to hit the Creative Arts building.  She’s amazed by horses and cows and I’m amazed by the creativity and talent of Minnesotans.

Then there is the Midway….she wants to go on all of the rides, and I’m telling her the one or two I will actually get on.  The giant slide isn’t in the Midway, but it should be.  That darn thing was a blast when I was a little kid and continues to be…I still have a scar on my elbow from rubbing against the slide to prove it!

How I’ve progressed from being a kid pulled around the fair in a little red wagon to being an adult and showing my daughter the sights and sounds of the last hurrah of summer.  It was, and will continue to be, the best ending to a Minnesota season. 🙂


Third Time’s The Charm

17 Aug

The last few weeks, I have been looking to purchase a home, after I found out my already high rent was going to become ridiculously high rent.  I love our place and the location is awesome, but it’s insane to pay the same amount for a one-bedroom apartment as you would for a decent house in the suburbs.

The first place I looked at was secured after several go-arounds with the sellers.  It did kind of creep me out a woman died in there, but I figured the price was right so I can get over it.  The deal fell through after I couldn’t obtain pre-approval due to the crazy stringent guidelines underwriters now follow.  Before the market crash, they’d give out mortgages like free gifts at the state fair.  Not anymore.  You pretty much have to give up your first born to get one today.

The second place was in a very nice community and at a reasonable price.  However, when we were told the condo was “in a little rough shape”, that was the understatement of the century.  This unit could’ve been featured on the show Hoarders.  It was so disgusting I had to breathe through my mouth so I wouldn’t gag.

We knew the condo would need to be gutted so we offered a lower price.  The seller and realtor had never seen the unit and had no clue how awful it was.  They refused to gut it and replace broken appliances so I walked away.

Frustrated by this jerky seller, I hit the web again and found a townhouse in a nearby community and in the same school district.  It was right in my price range and needed some updating, but nothing that some paint and decorating can’t fix.

I submitted an offer and crossed my fingers.  There were no other offers on the table.  I was cautiously optimistic.  That’s when a text came in from my realtor saying a last minute cash offer was presented.  Great.

I figured I stood zero chance and resigned myself to the fact that I will be paying sky-high rent for another year.  So I texted my realtor to ask what happened and then he responded, “Whoohoo, they accepted your offer.”  What?!

I don’t know what happened with that cash offer and I don’t care. All that matters is that it worked in my favor and I’m forever grateful to the sellers for picking me.  Thanks to them, a single mom can now give her daughter a good house, with her own bedroom, and in an excellent school district. 🙂

Gold Medal for Couch Olympics?

11 Aug

My daughter and I have been hooked on the Olympics since the opening ceremony last Friday evening.  We’ve watched everything and anything NBC has been showing on network TV and loving every minute of it.

Now, if I were smart, I would be exercising while watching the Olympics.  It makes sense to work out while these amazing athletes are pushing their bodies to the limits and representing our country so proudly.

However, I am not doing that, or anything for that matter.  Our rears are parked on the couch and our eyes are glued on the TV.  If there was a Couch Olympics, I think my daughter and I would definitely win the gold medal.  Would I be proud of this accomplishment?  Well, not necessarily, but it would be fun to win something besides a pen or coffee mug. 🙂

Olympic Fever!

3 Aug

No, not Zika virus fever, I’m talking Olympics watching fever!  My daughter and I are so excited for the opening ceremony Friday night.  It’s so fun to see all of the athletes walk around the stadium and the Olympic Committee always manages to pull off an exciting show to get the viewers all pumped up.

With all of the chaos in the world, it’s nice to see people come together and celebrate.  I’m so looking forward to watching gymnastics, track and field, and swimming/diving.  I hope everything goes smoothly in Brazil and the events take place safely and without any major issues.

Are you excited to watch the Olympics?  What sport are you looking forward to watching?


Auto Shop Angel

28 Jul

After my car disaster last week, I was certain I was going into financial ruin and my insurance would go sky high as a result of the pillar incident.  But, as luck would have it, I talked to a co-worker who referred me to an auto repair shop where I met my Auto Angel.

Initially, he quoted me the same obscene amount to fix the car as the other shops did.  However, what he did do that the other shops didn’t do, was offer alternatives.  He offered to touch up the scratches for free if I provided touch-up paint, which I already had to fix previous nicks in the paint.

It was refreshing to have a retailer not only offer various solutions, but to help me for nothing. How many times I’ve felt taken advantage of in an auto shop because they assume I’m a woman and know nothing about cars.

This man not only saved me from spending a lot of money and paying higher rates, but also restored my faith in the belief that there are still good and honest people out there willing to help another human being.  After daily barrages of bad news and hatred, it’s nice to know there are still nice, decent men and women who care and want to lend a hand.

Giant Klutz Award

21 Jul

I have always been kind of klutzy.  Over the years, I’ve managed to trip over cracks, walk into walls, break something that’s “unbreakable”.  You get the idea.  These moments usually happen once in a great while.  However, this week, I was on klutz overload…and not in a good way.

It all started last Thursday in the middle of the night.  I had to get up to use the restroom and on the way, I managed to roll my ankle on a cat toy.  Not a ball, not an animal…it was the plastic stick that has a feather attached to it, which Maddie loves, and I now despise.

I woke up the next morning with my right ankle looking like an ostrich egg.  Not glamorous and very painful.  It was tempting to tell people I sprained it on mile 20 of a marathon or while I was jumping hurdles at a track meet.  Nope.  I sprained my ankle on a stupid cat toy.

At the same time, I also somehow managed to pull a cheek muscle…and not one of the cheek muscles on my face.  I have no clue what I did, but every time I would sit up or get out of bed, it would cramp up.  So, not only was I limping around with a bad ankle, I was also lopsided from a cramped cheek.

Yesterday, I was driving into the office late due to an appointment.  I always park in the same spot in the garage, which is at the end of the row.  An Audi parks next to me and usually leaves enough space between our cars.  Since I was not there, they decided to park closer to my space.

When I arrived, instead of just going over to a different spot, my stubbornness and cockiness got the best of me.  I knew I could fit into the space and not hit this precious Audi or the cement pillar on the other side.

Well, I did miss the car, but unfortunately, didn’t miss the cement pillar.  It managed to jump out at my vehicle and leave some nice scratches above my left-rear tire.  I was fit to be tied.  Ugh!!

Normally, my klutziness is just fun and dumb but this time, it hurt…my wallet.  Maybe I just need to stay home in bed surrounded by bubble wrap!

Summer Fly By

14 Jul

Is it just me, or is the summer flying by?  One minute, we’re happy there’s snow off of the ground and it stays light past 6pm, and the next minute it’s mid-July!  It’s seriously crazy.

My daughter was so pumped for summer at the end of the school year and now she’s asking when it’s time to return.  Not that the activities aren’t fun at the YMCA, but now that she’s going into third grade, it’s a big deal to head back to class.

I love the Minnesota State Fair.  Every year I’m so excited for it to start, fully knowing it means the end of summer.  I’m always pumped for the announcement of the new foods, which appears to start earlier and earlier (in my mind anyways).  We have barely finished last year’s new foods and beverages and now we’re looking forward to the next batch of caloric bombs.

It’s funny how in the spring we’re so desperate for warm temperatures but by mid-summer, we’re complaining about the heat.  We so quickly forget how a few months ago we were shivering and waiting for the grass to appear from under the snow.

If I had a magic wand, I would slow down the summer, starting now, and slowly enjoy every single moment, sight and smell.  I know soon enough, it will be fall, and we’ll wish for these long and “Minnesota-tropical” days.


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