PERSONALLY, I take my burger MEDIUM RARE – but that doesn’t really matter. It took the same amount of time to remodel my kitchen (complete with bear)
Mother Uproots Family to Live Within Lucé Delivery Boundary
The first race of the season has come and gone and I’m still deciding whether or not to put my Winter boots away. Anyway, Nat put his boots away, shaved his legs (what?! I know!!) and brought honor to his family.
Winter in Minnesota is considered purgatory by most scholars. Six (plus) months of penance per year seems about right for the sins of the other seasons. Nat spends the Winter punishing himself on his stationary bicycle – hour after hour in his damp, cold cellar (I just threw those adjectives in – I’m sure his Edina basement is neither damp nor cold) pedaling his little heart out. Before Summer, he must spin the wheel of the stationary bicycle a lot. 5,000 miles – to be exact. I did some complicated geographical calculations and figured out that if Nat pedaled in the real world, he could get to Argentina.
An architect can only design so much before he/she says to him/her self, “You know what? I’d like to ride a bicycle up and down mountains.” Right? Anyway, here’s Nat taking us on one of his little trips. His little trips DOWN A MOUNTAIN. Good Lord, I feel sick just watching it.
The Nature Valley Grand Prix festivities were in full-swing this weekend in Stillwater, MN. Stillwater is home to that lovably loathsome, Chilkoot Hill. The hill, too steep for Winter travel, is celebrated/dreaded annually by a pack of bicyclists. A pack of bicyclist that maybe weren’t loved enough as children. The racers climb the hill over and over again, lactic acid filling their bulging muscles and tears stinging their eyes. Is this a race or some sort of art-piece on the absurdity of man? I don’t know.
Just the good ol’ Pinewood Derby last weekend:
I barely remember Christmas 2009.
Last weekend, Nat and Ken attended a huge celebration for Kathy Tucci (from Bremer Bank). 25 years at a bank is nothing to shake a stick at. I haven’t done anything for 25 years… Wait, that’s not true. I’ve been mentally collecting quotable sayings. People love those.
Anyway… 25 years! Ken actually first started working with her in 1987. That makes Ken, old. The party was off the hizzle. Even Stan Dardis, the bank president, spoke in her honor. I know Nat and Ken consider Kathy to be one of the greatest clients and a fantastic person.