If there’s anything I struggle with in the consistency of my exercise adventures it’s motivation. Never an athlete in school, I have an underdeveloped taste for my own sweat. To be sure, I do feel good when I’ve exercised (past tense) but, like many writers who enjoy having written, I rarely enjoy the process.
And now we’ve come to that time of year when it’s even more of a mental challenge to get out there and just do it. Searching the internet for exercise ideas I came upon several articles you might enjoy if you too struggle with the, “how do I stay in shape now that . . .read more
You’re in the market for a new home and you want one that – if not new – is at least newer. And you’d especially like a peaceful quiet neighborhood, minimal traffic and of course a neighborhood close to shopping and work. Considering your list of wants you might be inclined to start looking in suburban neighborhoods; two to four acre lots, maybe even partially wooded. But try as you might you just can’t get past the idea of mowing all that grass and having to deal with a septic system and a well.
Look no further. . .read more
Check Your Adult Perspective at the Door
Raise your hand if you’ve taken your kids to the Minnesota Zoo. Keep it up if you’ve taken them to Como Park as well. How about the Zollman Zoo at Oxbow Park in Byron?
Right now you may be comparing the three zoos – and your three zoo experiences – in your head. Depending on your point of view you may prefer the natural environment displays at the Minnesota Zoo compared to the close-up cages at Como Park – or vice versa. But chances are the Oxbow Park Zollman Zoo isn’t even in the comparative running. After all, it’s not really a zoo is it?
If you asked your kids which zoo they preferred do you suppose . . .read more
You probably know at least one person – maybe it’s you – who’s incredibly thrifty. They always seem to find the best deals and the most amazing sales and have that enviable ability of making one dollar do the work of three or four.
For me that person is my son – he is a master re-purposer and garage saleaholic. He once picked up a never-used whirlpool tub from a curb-side giveaway with the intention of installing it in his lower level bathroom. When that idea didn’t pan out he sold the tub at a rummage sale for . . .read more
It’s 1974, I’m 16 years old, my driver’s license fresh in my wallet and I’m visiting my cousin who goes to school in downtown Minneapolis; my first long distance solo driving experience.
A small town boy from LaCrosse, Wisconsin, I’ve never even been to downtown Minneapolis – let alone negotiated the big city streets and traffic from behind the wheel of a car.
Visit complete, turn-by-turn directions fresh in my head, I’m headed for home. Everything’s going fine until the third turn where I should . . .read more