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Minnesota Sporting Journal

I’m anxiously awaiting the delivery of the newest “Minnesota Sporting Journal” issue. Before you see my excited gob holding up the hard-copy (since, no doubt, I will take photos), check out the winter issue here. It just became available to read online.

My article’s on page 13.


Day 97: Roommate Bonding Time

It was SUCH a nice day out. I wanted to walk to a restaurant and sit out on a patio. So I came home, and forced my hungover roommate to go on an Uptown adventure with me. We walked to Pat’s Tap, and ended up sitting inside. The patio was in the shade, and it’s just not that warm yet. They have good bloody marys.photo 4 (20)I’m SO ready to live alone, but I sure am going to miss this girl.photo 1 (22)photo 3 (26)After our bloodies, we walked to Uptown Tavern, my stinking gravity hole of bars. I always end up there, and I am rarely impressed (I think it’s just a vibe thing). For the first time ever, we ventured to the “game-y” section of the bar where we played big game hunter (I’m obsessed with this game!) and beer pong.photo 5 (18)¬†Then we walked back to the apartment to watch Frozen.¬†photo 4 (19)¬†And we found a cat along the way.photo 3 (25)

Day 71: Met Up With Uptown Writers

Once a month I have an “Uptown Writers” MeetUp. [I] [II]

I created it about six months ago to help writers create a writing habit (and stop procrastinating).

I created it for myself.

Today there are 52 members (6 Facebook group “likers”), with ten members actively supporting each other/paired up with an accountability partner. This may not seem like a lot, but I think this progress is awesome.

We went to Gigi’s again. I ordered a mushroom pizza (I give it a 6.5 out of 10), and an arnie palmer (and boom, I’m suddenly parched as I think about it). I paid with cash since my roommate just gave me her portion of the bills, and somehow, I’m afraid (so afraid) that I lost a $20 bill. I went back to the counter after I set my stuff down, and eyeballed the tip jar like a freak, checking to see if I accidentally stuck a $20 in there.

Anyways, I didn’t take any photos of the group (crappy phone and complete strangers), but Instagram does provide some evidence.


See, an arnie palmer.

…Four writers showed up tonight. One writer writes every¬†morning at 5 a.m. before work. He has a six-month-old baby, and a full-time job. And he writes every morning. If that’s not motivation to get writing, I don’t know what is.

When I got back to the apartment, I tidied up the MeetUp page a bit. It’s amazing how much the group format and structure has changed since that first meeting: ¬†evolution!

Day 53: Happy Hour Sushi

Initially my sister and I were going to go thrift shopping after she got off work. Only not a lot of places are open on Sundays. So, naturally, we went out for sushi instead.

And again, naturally, we forgot to take photos.

So here are a few car snapshots that were taken before I jumped out onto the icy sidewalk, and ran back indoors to my blanket and couch.ImageImageImage

(We went to Wakame in Uptown. They have happy hour sushi and drinks until 6:00p.m. We got there at 4:30ish, right before a huge rush of people.)

Day 35: Went to a Networking Event

I went to a networking event after work.

I brought the unbelievably awesome Angela Halgrimson. She’s a children’s book author. She just won a Mom’s Choice Award, just sayin’.


This event was put on by WIN, and it had wine and chocolate. (Did you know, that it is perfectly reasonable to eat large amounts of dessert in place of dinner?)

And I’m only now coming down from my sugar high.

I’m not sure if I was in an extra good mood because of Angela (and the wine and candy), but the night was a blast! Everybody I met was giving off positive vibes, and I honestly felt that I walked away with friends and not just potential business connections.

Day 28: Went to Dick’s Last Resort

My friend Vanessa recommended I go to Dick’s Last Resort. I think I’ve been there once before, but that was back when I had blonde hair (aka was a prude).

I thought I could hold my own this time, and maybe not blush down to my toes.

You see, the wait staff are jerks. People seriously pay to be made fun of. You have to wear this diaper hat that says offensive things on it too. And normally it’s a blast (if you’re with the right people)…but I was still sick. And after two days of “lame” activities,” I forced myself to keep this date.

You know when you realize half-way through a joke that you’re telling it wrong, but it’s too late to stop, so you just keep plowing ahead, knowing the punch line is going to be filled with your uncomfortable laugh, or if you’re like me, an awkward noise? Yeah, somehow accept that as an explanation to how I felt all night. Like I was telling a bad joke.

And my hearing was still all weird from “the illness,” so I couldn’t hear half of the insults. I just kept an offended frown on my face, you know, so the wait staff felt comfortable.

ImageImageImageWorst of all…WORST OF ALL, my card got declined.

At Dick’s Last Resort.

A restaurant where they are paid to be ass holes.


Day 25: Spontaneous Sushi

My day was spent on the road, driving back from my weekend up north.

And as I drove, I craved sushi.

So I decided I was going to eat some. We went to Kiku’s in Uptown. They had a happy hour deal…except it’s always happy hour. So, is that really a deal? (Plus I always order a million rolls and apps, so my bill came to over $30!)ImageOne mass text later, I had a few takers.ImageI had my go-to gals.ImageImageImageAnd a little later a few guys showed up. I hadn’t seen them in months (and I barely knew them), but I knew they lived in the area. And, this is how you make friends–right?!

I didn’t take any pictures of sushi, or the guys, because a.) I was using my friend’s phone since I have a shitty camera on mine, and b.) I was starting to get sick (blurry eyesight, migraine, upset stomach, etc.).

I went home to sleep, and I’m still feeling “off.” Poo.

Day 24: Volunteered at the Winter Rendezvous

I used to work at Deep Portage Conservation Reserve.

Every year they host the “Winter Rendezvous,” a day-long event filled with outdoor challenges (tomahawk throwing, snowshoe races, etc.). They always ask the old employees to come back and man a station. I had the Atlatl (Aztec spear thrower), and the snowshoe race stations.

2014-01-24 21.37.54 2014-01-24 21.53.08 2014-01-24 22.49.32 2014-01-24 21.55.39It was wonderful to be back.

I love this land.

I miss these activities, and working with kids.

And in a sick way, I miss being exposed to the elements.effingawesome

Day 21: Had Dinner at Kramarcuk’s

Today my coworker and I went to Kramarcuk’s for some delicious grub after work.122_0124¬†Red Cabbage has got to be on my top ten favorite food list.122_0125The pyrohy’s were contenders for that list too. Why didn’t I order some to go? I could be eating in bed as I type this.

Oh and they have beer mugs for $3 when you order beer. What a steal! Especially when you need another beer mug (sigh/eye-roll).122_0126The food and service was superb (I will be back!). The trip to the restaurant–situated in downtown Minneapolis–was head-shake worthy (during the after-work rush hour), but it has a parking lot. So that was NICE.¬†

Oh and look what else we came across. The cookbook our work published. We knew we heard about this place before…122_0127¬†Now if only I could reach into the picture and grab a jar of that nutella…122_0128