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I tell myself when I think of an entry “Just Do It” but unlike the Nike commercial I don’t.   So, to catch up for lost time….

1) I still have hives, but not as often and as intense.  I went to the allergist, who could not figure out why I have hives, but he did inform me I am allergic to most everything that grows in this part of the country.  He said it is the “perfect storm” for my allergies.   So, now I am on a nasal spray.  The hope is this will work and I will not have to get allergy shots.

2) We were talking about going to Minneapolis for a long weekend and I was thinking what would we do there?

Go to IKEA (of course) – I need a couch that can get down the basement stairwell

Visit the Mall of America (yes) – the Princess has not found a mall she did not like

And try to find James Lileks’ house (who?) – he is writer who we enjoy, his book Interior Descreation: Hideous Homes from the Horrible 70s made me laugh out loud on a plane trip and my seat neighbor looked at me like I must have be insane for actually purchasing a book (it was a gift from DH) with such ugly pictures and then taking it out in public.

3) May Day baskets.  I came home for my dinner break to find a little basket on the porch.  Apparently, on May Day people, usually children, go around leaving baskets on friends’ porches, ringing the doorbell and running away.  I have never heard of this tradition, I always thought May Day was the day communists united together by wearing red.

4) My 40th birthday, but more about that in another post.


That sums up the trip…

I had hives the entire time in the city. Though DH would have preferred to fly, I loved seeing the mesas of New Mexico, the mountains of Arizona and Colorado and deserts of Arizona. But my favorite sight was the plains of Kansas, because it meant we were home. Hampton Inns are best hotels to stay in. And from the moment, we got to the city, we were homesick. The city has too many buildings, cars, and people. We never realized how much time we wasted driving here and there and waiting in restaurants for tables.

And, Horses should be added to the title, because the first morning home, I looked out the window and saw two beautiful horses in the creek behind our house.