midwestern days

I love traveling.  I love seeing new exotic places, tasting new spices, smelling new scents… but I am a midwestern girl at heart and I still find our humble landscape totally charming.

Cabin and Jenga Drinking Games

Summer in Minnesota is the best!

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Cabin Porn

After an great weekend up north I am fantasizing about buying a secluded cabin on a quiet lake where I can play music with my crazy talented husband, read, write, cook beautiful food and just escape the rat race.  There is something so invigorating about jumping into a lake and swimming around.  I’m so rarely out in the woods these days - it’s bumming me out.  I’ve decided I would like to buy this cabin (link here):

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Isn’t it amazing!  sigh.

Well I wanted to make a post about how an 8 year old put up a sign in his yard promoting his ‘free piano concert’ and how through social media and a good-hearted local musician he got a huge turnout on his front lawn in the pouring rain.  I wanted to write about how sweet this event was and how  it emanated love and happiness and laughter.  I wanted to write about the intermission which consisted of a half a dozen children weaving through the crowd handing out Oreo cookies.  It was a testament to how wonderful mankind can be - a great contrast to the current weeks events.

I want to say all of those things because I believe all of them.  But I also want to say - that this crappy 14 second video I took of the event (above) that does not even contain any piano music has a ridiculous number of views on youtube and it’s equal parts dumbfounding and awesome.

I would like this.

I would like this.

#sky #clouds #rain #rainbow #city #industrial #mpls #mn

#sky #clouds #rain #rainbow #city #industrial #mpls #mn

Sometimes I like to play movies in the background during the day as I work. Not to be a slacker, just to keep things interesting - multi-tasking helps me focus I swear.

This one, I clicked on cause I liked the name and it looked totally low budget and to my surprise, well, wow… it was really great.

catsgomeowalot:

my new favorite gum

catsgomeowalot:

my new favorite gum

#mayday2014 #mayday #heartofthebeast #powderhorn #mpls #mn #parade

#mayday2014 #mayday #heartofthebeast #powderhorn #mpls #mn #parade

#mayday #mayday2014 #mpls #mn #parade #heartofthebeast #powderhorn

#mayday #mayday2014 #mpls #mn #parade #heartofthebeast #powderhorn

#mayday #mayday2014 #mpls #powderhorn #heartofthebeast #parade

#mayday #mayday2014 #mpls #powderhorn #heartofthebeast #parade

Linkedin,
Did you know that there is such a thing called ‘leading’?  You should check it out.
- Jenny

Linkedin,

Did you know that there is such a thing called ‘leading’?  You should check it out.

- Jenny

are you in a cult

As I was sitting on the plane Sunday morning the front-page story of the ‘local’ section was about a cult in Minnesota.  In typical cult fashion, this charismatic leader gained roughly 150 followers, relocated to a large plot of land in the middle of the state and is now wanted on molestation charges.


The reporter interviewed the now leader-less cult members about the experience and their responses felt so Minnesotan to me making statements such as, “we didn’t realize we were in a cult” “one day we’re part of a regular church and without even knowing it we’re following a leader who has betrayed us by molesting our children” (these quotes are paraphrased).  To get my mind off the turbulent flight I decided to make a list for all potential-cult members that may help them realize they’re in a cult before it’s too late:


1.  The head of your church will change his title to ‘apostle’ ‘prophet’ ‘messiah’ or ‘vessel of g-d’.  This is early in the process, but not too early to high-tail it outta there.


2.  Your ‘prophet’ will then purchase a large plot of land in the middle of nowhere.  I implore you, DO NOT MOVE TO THE PLOT OF LAND.  You will be promised a utopian paradise, you will be promised a free ride through the pearly gates or, even better, a ticket on a spaceship to rescue you from Earth.  The outcome of these places is without exception a multifaceted variety of hell.


3. Ok, you didn’t listen and you moved to the plot of land.  Remember, building a utopian society isn’t free, the prophet will require your money, pretty much all of it.  In return you can live on the plot of land and build him a compound while he chats with g-d and checks out the ladies.  Before you hand over that check I beg you to think twice.  You are paying to do construction work.


…you’re toiling away constructing the compound for your prophet… this doesn’t seem weird to you?  Really?  Look at what’s happening my friend.  Not weird?  ok


4.  At this point your prophet will get a message from g-d that will go something like this , “prophet, you should have many wives, the more the better… age be damned”.  When your prophet gets this message and you don’t leave and you are STILL wondering ‘am I in a cult’ I am here to tell you my friend you most certainly are.  Lets put this in perspective your prophet get’s a message from above that has nothing do to with the betterment of society, helping mankind, protecting the planet… nope, the message he gets is to have multiple wives.  Think about this for a minute.  


5.  This is when the whole experience truly enters its downward spiral… the prophet starts collecting wives, perhaps they are honored but invariably there are some cases where this is by force. There are cases where this is age inappropriate and where this breaks up families…  am I in a cult?!  Yeah!  You’re in a cult.   Another common trend is that the other men in the cult are allowed to collect wives, sometimes with the freedom of the leader and other times they earn it by being good little followers.  The women in this scenario become controlled second class citizens - does this seem like a progressive society to you?  This is the las sign, you need to get out because the final step… well, let’s just say your odds of survival are precarious.


I could say it another way… if you have to ask yourself the question, ‘Am I in a cult?’ lets assume you are.

Man this was one of my favorite songs when I was a little kid. This exact version of this song. Me and my best friend (also named Jenny) had a dance we did in the living room basically consisting of marching around in a circle while one person sang the lyrics and the other sang the ‘says alice’ refrain.  Frankly I’m amazed we knew the lyrics because they’re kind of hard to understand but somehow we knew them.  Maybe her mom taught us.

We used to beg her mom to come watch this ‘performance’ - had to be so painful for her.

They’re changing guard at Buckingham Palace -
Christopher Robin went down with Alice.
Alice is marrying one of the guard.
“A soldier’s life is terrible hard,”

Says Alice.

(another Ann Stephens song we loved but now that I hear it I think it’s awful is: Teddy Bear’s Picnic)

Like coming home. #leesliquorlounge #mpls #city (at Lee’s Liquor Lounge)

Like coming home. #leesliquorlounge #mpls #city (at Lee’s Liquor Lounge)