Day-tripping on Day 24

French toast kabobs. Made by yours truly.

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And then we were off to LeClaire, Iowa -- home of the History Channel show American Pickers and their store, Antique Archeology. I kept singing The Music Man song, "Iowa Stubborn." It seemed fitting. Besides the fact that I wanted to get gas in Iowa (because it's 30 cents cheaper!), but couldn't find a station with out a line, I loved this little town across the river!

Day 23: Friday Frolfing

A round of frisbee golf con mi hermana.

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Here's to celebrating last days at crappy jobs and new days at awesome ones - congrats, DLP!

Day 22 {is a mystery}

The Number 1 Thing I Love About Summer: Reading books that I actually want to read. I'm on a mystery/detective fiction kick right now. And this Sherlock Holmes pastiche series is positively perfect. I truly am enjoying re-reading these books. I've been able to pick up on so much more the second time around!

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Foiled! Back to searching - will you be our new home? 

I want an apartment-granting genie in a lamp.

Wimbledon on Day 21

Watching Wimbledon + Eton Mess = Perfect Lunch Break.

My own take on the Wimbledon tradition -- I swapped out the creme for ice cream. Now I just need to get my hands on some Pimms.

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I guess Mother Nature wasn't happy with the first astronomical day of summer. 

Day 20 = Scrabble-ing

I love Scrabble.

Especially when it involves watching Jeopardy, enchiladas, and Coronas. But today, I met my match in one very educational game.

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We conquered our fears and rode the ferris wheel at Navy Pier. 

I can't wait to visit these two in Arizona!

In the kitchen on Day 19

25 minute run. 50 pushups. And what do I decide to do when I'm done? Bake a cake -- cake pops to be precise. I had to break in my new matryoshka measuring cups.

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Dinner with fabulous friends who make me laugh out loud. These two have been absent from my life for far too long. I'm glad we've a few days together to remedy this absence.

Day 18 {Father's Day Flashback}

My dad is rad..

In Tennessee (I think?) Can I just say that I love the look on my face?

That's us in Florida. I'm rockin' red socks with my sandals. Sweet style for a one year old.
Happy Father's Day, Pops!

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My darling mother sent me this photograph this morning and I just had to share.

At Home on Day 17...

Southbound. Windows down. And I know I'm almost home when I pass under this train bridge. About five minutes...unless I get stuck behind a tractor.

We named her Nuisance. Despite her name, I kinda like her.

Covert Ops on Day 16

Operation Rhubarb commenced at 1200 hours. Mission accomplished.

I love my job.

Nothing beats a brand spankin' new box of colored pencils. Especially when I'm using them to make the most awesome Father's Day card...ever.

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Almost like Christmas in June.

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*Fingers crossed* this will be our new home in a little over a month!

Ballin' on Day 15

I still got it...

Day 14: A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood

A stormy Wednesday morning gave way to a beautiful evening. An unexpected dinner invitation totally made my day. I don't think I've ever laughed so hard in my entire life.

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Mmmmm... Falafill falafel =)