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September 04, 2005

That's really what a normal Sunday was like two months ago.

This morning when Lauren and I woke up, we planned out a wonderful day for ourselves. We decided we'd start with our favorite brunch at Redstone, the place where I discovered cream cheese scrambled eggs and the best french toast ever made and mimosas. After that, we thought a drive around the lakes might be nice, with a stop at Caribou to visit Carly. Then we'd stop home, grab a book or two, and lie out in the park near our house on 50th and read and watch the little kiddies play. Then, we decided, we'd go to my parents' house and visit for a little while and play with our doggie. We'd finish our day with dinner at Tucci Benucch (mmm, gorgonzola crusted filet medallions...) and finally, dessert at the Crema Cafe, where I'd have either cabernet chip or olive oil and fleur de sel ice cream. The TV would never get turned on, we'd drive with the windows open, we'd see all our favoritest people, and we'd love the city that is home for us.

And then we remembered that we're in Ohio.

And that even though the high today is only 77 and it's like the FIRST SUNNY DAY since we got here over a month ago, Lauren has to sit at home all day and be available just in case an upperclass returning student who moves in today has any questions. And that the window in our living room doesn't even OPEN if we were so crazy as to want to breath the air in Ohio (that smells like cabbage, skunks, manure, or sulfur at all times).

I miss home so much. I didn't think it would be this hard, but it is.

Posted to Minnesota at September 4, 2005 11:54 AM

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Posted by: Devin at September 6, 2005 02:30 PM

Posted by: Rebecca at September 6, 2005 02:53 PM