Falling in

Before I left Washington -- almost 17 days ago -- I promised a lengthy post upon my return to Minnesota.

Sorry. I didn't fall in the toilet. But as much as home never seems to change, I've found plenty to do here. Wedding planning is a part-time job. And finding a place to rent seems almost as stressful as getting ready to buy one. I'm trying to do something about the whole unemployment problem. And I love catching up with friends and family, so I've spent a fair amount of time of talking people's ears off and listening to them (something I'm trying to do more of these days as I get older and -- I hope -- wiser).

I'm not ready to write that reflective post. And maybe I simply won't do it. For now, I'll leave you with a photo and a half-promise to write again soon. Perhaps.

*The photo is from a wedding shower my wonderful aunties Ann Marie and Paula threw this weekend. The hot blonde standing next to me is my sister, Brooke.