Welcome, Kord!

Ack! What kind of auntie am I? I completely neglected to welcome the newest addition to our family!

Kord Todorovic was born April 17 at 12:26 p.m (two years to the day since another little nephew, Corban joined the family!). He weighed in at 8 lbs 6 oz and was 21" long.

Baby and mamma are doing great, and two aunties in Minnesota can't wait to meet the little man in July or August!

End of a visit

Last night we went to the Loring Pasta Bar with Robyn and Dejan. I think Dejan was a little skeptical, but I also think he had a good time.


Lucky for us it was tango night. There was a live band playing and some very interesting people there to dance the night away (this picture doesn't do it justice...by the end of the night the dance floor was FULL of people).


It reminded me a bit of a junior high dance with dancers sitting all around the periphery and guys shyly approaching women to ask if they wanted to dance.


Not very many of them danced with the same partner twice. Most of the dancers were wearing...interesting outfits. We never could figure out what was going on - whether it was some sort of singles event or an assignment for people taking dance classes or just a gathering of folks who like to dance. It provided some good entertainment for us, though, so that was good.


When we started to tire of watching the dancers Kristin provided some entertainment of her own - napkin art!


After dinner we headed to a much quieter Kafe 421 for some dessert. Along the way we saw some Mormon missionaries...not sure what they were doing out on a Sunday night, but we snapped a picture for posterity.


Dejan ordered 3 desserts for us to share, and they were fantastic!























We were all pretty tired so we headed back to Saint Paul to drop them off at their hotel. Along the way we made a quick stop at CVS to pick up some supplies for Robyn's horribly sunburned/blistered knees.

Today they came downtown to have lunch with me and see my office. I think they liked the place :) I was going to take them to The Loon for lunch (they weren't up for Luce or Brenda's), but Dejan didn't want to walk 3 blocks in the hot sun so we ended up lunching at The Ugly Mug. I hadn't eaten there since it changed from being Harvey's. It wasn't the best food, but the people watching (waitress watching, really) proved to be a fun pasttime, so we were okay with it.

After that it was a sad goodbye and they were off to Chicago.

The visit was way too short, but we had a great time getting caught up with them. We both wish they would move closer to us, but we'll take what we can get in the form of visits!

Robyn and Dejan Visit!

We've had a great day so far! Robyn and Dejan are here visiting for a day on their way back from a fabulous Ricks Family Adventure at Yellowstone.


We picked them up at their hotel at 11 this morning and headed to Minnehaha Park for a little bike riding action.


While we were waiting in line a random group of violinists started playing which was a little weird, but provided some entertainment while we waited in line.


Once we finally got our bike we were on our way! Somehow we got completely lost and ended up pedaling over the Ford Pkwy bridge. Oops. We were able to get turned around, though, and head back to the park to finish following the correct path. We only got stuck at one hill. I guess the four of us just aren't very strong because Kristin and I had to get out to push the bike up the hill. Time to work out a little more, eh?


After a 45 minute ride (that felt more like 15) we returned the bike and headed to Chipotle. Robyn always seems to call me when I'm at Chipotle and so I've told her all about how fabulous it is. She decided she needed to try it when she was here. We made it a long lunch and got all caught up.


Afterward we headed back to our apartment to give them the grand tour and to look at their pictures from their trip to Utah. It was fun to see all of them and watch all the videos they had taken with their flip (I really need to get one!).


We just took them back to their hotel so they could "freshen up" before we head to dinner.

It's been a great day! I wish they could stay longer...ah well, maybe next time!

Saturday Night

Nothing too exciting to share, but I've decided I need to blog more, so here I am. Jehn came over earlier to go swimming with Kristin. I'm glad Jehn likes to swim because it's not really my gig and Kristin loves it. While they were playing out in the hot summer sun I took a nap - ahhhh.

When I got up I ran to Target to pick up some pictures so we could FINALLY get photos in our frames. Yes, it has been over a year since we moved in. What can I say, we're a little slow.

We spent the evening picking up a bit in anticipation of Robyn and Dejan's visit. I'm actually on the phone with Robyn now. They are about 1 1/2 hours away. They've driven over 12 hours today - poor them! We're planning on going for a bike ride at Minnehaha Falls tomorrow, relaxing, and eating "authentic Minnesotan food" - whatever that is - look for pictures of our adventures tomorrow or Monday!

Invitations

Our wedding invitations have been a long journey in the making.

Robyn and Dejan graciously agreed to make them as a wedding gift to us. We poured over hundreds of sample ideas before we narrowed it down to a couple of layouts we liked. We spent hours considering paper choices then drove in the pouring rain to buy it. We wrote everything out that needed to go in them, scratched it all and then rewrote it. We looked at different fonts until I couldn't tell the difference between any of them. We spell checked and proofread it a million times.

Finally, we sent everything to Canada for the pros (or one pro and her semi-pro assistant, rather) to assemble the masterpieces.

We listened helplessly from afar to all of the drama that surrounded the creation of the invitations. We heard about the 100+ cuts each and every invitation took and about the bleeding fingers caused by the tiny brads. Kristin had nightmares about how the finished product might turn out (doilies and rusty paper clips).

And then, word came. They were done. We all celebrated as we waited for UPS to deliver the box to Minnesota.

When it appeared customs had intercepted it and was going to hold onto it for an undetermined amount of time, we all met in the land of IM to discuss exactly why that would happen (theories ranged from the fact that it said the big box only contained one invitation, to the fact that it was going from one business to another, to my theory that it was because I just received "Death of a President" via Netflix and I'm certain the Secret Service is watching me a bit closer).

As it turned out the package was not stopped by the Secret Service. UPS’s tracking system was just behind and the box was delivered on time.

And now we have them. They are more fabulous than I could have ever imagined. It’s all coming together…

And we couldn’t have done it without the unending help of the greatest two Canadians we know. Thank you!

Lazy Sheep

Most everyone that knows me knows I worry. A lot. There’s always something on my mind, and I’m always worried about a million things that most people wouldn’t even think twice about. It’s hard-wired in my system.

So a couple of days ago I was particularly worried about something. I had been telling my sister, Robyn, about it, and she said “think of lazy sheep.”

Huh?

“Lazy sheep,” she said, “slow, fat, lazy sheep.”

“Oh, you mean the slow, fat, lazy one calmly grazing on a serene mountainside?”

“Yes.”

“The slow, fat, lazy one calmly grazing on a serene mountainside unaware there’s a wolf right behind the tree about to jump out and devour it?”

“Right.”

Right.