strawberry bliss

An extra-large pizza in the bed, Kinzie by our side, and Louis CK comedy on the TV.  Our night fell together haphazardly, but it couldn’t have been more perfect.  Jon came home exhausted from a week in Wisconsin, and so we ordered Galactic Pizza (they deliver the best pie in Minneapolis while dressed in superhero costumes), and scanned Amazon for something that would keep us laughing until bedtime.  We talked about this and that, wished we could be as funny as Louis CK, and washed the pizza down with homemade lemonade.  Bliss.
I recently read that it takes 10 happy memories to negate 1 negative experience.  The good news, however, is that you can ‘save up’ good experiences to help make future conflict seem less severe.  I’m probably not going to fault Jon much after a perfect date night, right?
Thinking about conflict made me wonder how else we can minimize bickering.  I searched Google for “relationship conflict,” hit the “feeling lucky” button, and found Close Encounters: Communication in Relationships.  Thank you, Google, that was exactly what I wanted.
I opened the link and learned, “most spouses have between one and three arguments per week, with at least one argument per month being particularly uncomfortable.”  Oy vey, right?  Better learn how to fight right.  And, lucky for me, the author explained how: she suggested engaging in conflicting rather than avoiding it, and seeking compromise rather than being defensive.
The happiest couples subscribe to The Accommodation Principle, and seek to “accept and recognize faults rather than retort and defend behavior.”  So, for instance, if Jon criticized me for being messy, I should say, “I can see how you would think that, and I suppose it’s true – what should we do about it?”
Wish I had read this book along with Biology 101 and History of America.  A little more useful than knowing Columbus sailed the ocean blue in 1492 and SnO2 + H2 → Sn + 2 H2O.  Gotta know how to keep the bedroom pizza parties coming.

On another note: what should I do with those strawberries?

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oh me oh my, i’m juggling pie!

Everything turned out better than we could have imagined or planned.  Funny how it works that way, right?  You spend days upon weeks planning a special occasion and perhaps you end up having a nice time, but the moment you let go of all your plans – bam!- the best day ever.

I have a firm ‘celebrate whenever you can’ policy because you never know how the most wonderful moments will unravel.  Despite our best intentions, they oftentimes happen on a lazy Saturday or random Tuesday.

Jon and I woke up yesterday, and, like most Saturdays, began the day reading the paper and sipping our coffee.  We chatted about this and that, watched a bit of football, and then went for a run together.  After the workout, I told Jon I was getting cabin fever and asked if we could go out.  He said we could do anything I wanted, and so I asked him to take me to the Mill City Museum.
Fast facts learned from the tour:

  • In 1945, First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt was deemed the ‘most well-known’ woman in America.  Who took second?  Miss Betty Crocker.
  • Ireland eats more cereal than any other country in the world.  England comes in second, Australia third, and the United States takes 4th place.  On average, people in the USA eat 160 bowls of cereal a year.  Are you contributing to that number?

Check out the gorgeous views from the 9th Floor observation deck:ImageImage
I know, I know – Minneapolis is gorgeous.  All the flours at the Mill Museum made us crave our favorite carb, pizza, and so we headed to Zelo in downtown MSP.  The restaurant has *the best* view for people watching, and so we ordered cocktails, sat by the window, and made commentary as Minneapolites went about their business.  We ended up sitting at the table for just over two hours:Image
Feeling full and happy, we decided to walk around the downtown while the Christmas lights were still up.  Guess where we ended up?Image
We finished the day by listening to Christine Daaé sing out, “All I want is freedom/A world with no more night/And you, always beside me/To hold me and to hide me.”  A perfect ending to the perfect day.

As we were driving home, I thanked Jon for curing my cabin fever.  His response? ‘I had way more fun than my birthday!” Well, okay, great — but today was random and his birthday took me weeks to plan!  See what I mean?  The best of days have a funny way of sneakin’ up on you. Gotta be ready for ‘um.

spring break minneapolis

jon’s boss invited us out to dinner last night, and when he said we were going to psycho suzi’s motor lounge, we were a little apprehensive about the night to come.  we’re not exactly the motor lounge types, and why does suzi have to be pyscho? couldn’t she be relaxed by the riverside? that’s something i could get on board with, easily.  you don’t say no to the boss though, so we did as told and showed up here at 7pm:


it looks like a church closed down in the 70s and then a motorcycle crew decided to turn it into a lounge in 2013.  we were reconsidering the boss’s invitation to dinner at this point — maybe he was intending it as some sort of punishment? and then:



the inside was more akin to spring break than any motor lounge i’ve ever been to (not that i frequent them, but just look at this pictures).  kids (myself included) sipped tiki drinks by the river and took in the shennanigans that ensued when someone ordered the firewater (serves 2-4 and requires a credit card deposit).

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a little bit of truth to be told: the pizza was (i tried the deep dish and the hand-tossed) not the best in the city (as claimed).  it was good. solid. no complaints. but.. psycho suzi’s is the place for a fun night out when you want to guarantee a good time and could wash it down with any type of food (although, you should probably be getting the white trash sushi and cheese curds.. both excellent).