Sunday February 20, 2011

They've been saying for days we were going to have snowstorm today. I wake up to this. Cloudy but no snow yet.

As usual I get up before Scott.

Sunday's are Pick-On-Peanut days.

I start making breakfast.

While it bakes in the oven I get dressed.

It has started snowing so I figure its a sweater kind of day.

Mmm pannekoeken or BIG PANCAKE.

This is Scott's "why do you always have to take pictures of me face"

Because I say, I'm the only one taking pictures"

We have things to do snow or no snow. We stop at Theodore Wirth to look at a possible wedding venue.

We like what we see.

Then we go to our favorite antique store Hunt and Gather. Everything is 20% off this weekend. We find a few things to spruce up our house.

Since we were close by we go grocery shopping at the new Linden Hills Coop. Not to sound snobbish but we were disappointed with the stores lack of local items. The bulk section didn't have any noodles either. We probably won't be shopping here again.

I get the job of clearing snow off the car.

We bought a new chair for our living room at Hunt and Gather.

We have a late lunch. Leftovers from Crescent Moon, goat cheese on an epi baguette and a mandarin.

We decide to do more wedding planning. We looked up prices and caterers.

Scott then braves the blowing snow to go to CVS down the block.

He comes back and says "I hate those shades you can't see outside." And walks over and takes them down.

I work on the centerpieces.

while Scott does lazy man dishes.

Then we both watch TV. Me on my computer and him on the TV.

Then I receive a very exciting text message!

Scott prepares dinner: Spinach Cannelloni.

Lots of spinach in our dinner again.

We have dinner late. Because we're cheap and like to save on electricity we eat our dinners in candlelight.

Good Night.

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