I just stepped in a big pile of sassy!

It’s SNOWING!

In truly Minnesotan fashion, I decided it was high time I write a blog. What better to blog about than GLORIOUS LAZY WEEKEND SNOW? Not much, I tell you what.

Actually - there is one other thing. I saw a perfume at Marshalls last night called “White Shoulders.” - Dandruff perfume? WHAT?!

I’m currently loving the snow. I woke up at 9-ish and lazed around in bed for an hour before getting up and trudging over to the local bank to make a loan payment. The manager there is so friendly. I always seem to get the same woman checking me out (3 times out of 4). She’s an older lesbian, very friendly, always makes good small talk.

After the bank, I drove the three short blocks to my local co-op. Hooray! The place was packed. I picked up a few of the essentials to make sure that I don’t starve (har har) during the big bad snowstorm that is supposedly upon us. I have so little faith in the local weathermen. Well, Paul Douglas (aka “The Goof On The Roof”). There. I said it.

I thought that perhaps if I posted a blog I would be able to approve real comments rather than continue to be annoyed by the insane amount of spam comments that I get on this site every darn day.

Life has been more than fabulous as of late. Including lots of love, relaxation, a healthy dose of self-care (thanks, in part, to my good buddy Richard Simmons), and lots and lots of work.

June can’t come soon enough.

Get off the internet and go to The Walker!

Free first Saturdays!

They’re open until 5:00pm today.

I’m heading over right now to check out the new Frida Kahlo exhibit.

Update: I went and the place was packed! There was about an hour wait to see the exhibit and as I have a close personal friend with a “household” membership, I’m going to go see the exhibit on a paid day (but still for free) instead. Humph!

Update x2 (11/4/07): I went this afternoon and did not have to wait in line! There were still a lot of folks there, but it only took 30 or so minutes to get through the exhibit. Not too shabby! What are you waiting for? Go!

1) I’m really sick of the Catholic church.
Perhaps it’s my upbringing (I grew up in a devout Roman Catholic family).
Perhaps it’s my “alternative lifestyle.”
Perhaps the Catholic church needs a reality check.
Quit shooting yourselves in the foot, Catholic big wigs!
Archdiocese discourages church talks by lesbian and her father.
Discourages? They did more than discourage. They outright refused to allow a Catholic lesbian and her father to speak.
You know who did allow them to? - Spirit of the Lakes United Church of Christ. Thank you, Spirit of the Lakes!
Good to know that you can be a lesbian in the catholic church, but only if you’re celibate.
Guess what? The priests are supposed to be celibate, too, yet they’ve been molesting children for who knows how long.
Way to go, Catholic hierarchy. Keep on keeping on with the hypocracy and ignorance.
Jerks.

2) There is/are no such thing as “transgenders.”
There are transgender people, yes.
There are also homosexuals and gays.
“The gay,” however, does not exist - though I could have sworn that I came down with a nasty case of it once.
But I digress…

And I must confess that I read/browse the strib online most mornings.

No, I really do!

In honor of yesterday’s National Coming Out Day, I decided that having my photo in an ad that runs in Lavender (local gay rag) bi-weekly just wasn’t enough.

I needed a photo of myself in an article, too!

Check out the new issue (it came out today) and you’ll find me (and a host of other folks) inside.
Wahoo!

I’ve just out-gayed myself. AGAIN.

Next thing on my list? Getting over the crazy school girl crush that I have on my gorgeous co-worker. Really.

The startribune sucks.
Or, at least, their writers do.

Check out this stunning headline*:
“Minneapolis Institute of Arts no longer a men’s club”

Oh, really? Yeah?

Well, it’s still a place for old rich white people.
Ass.

Yet again, I’m underwhelmed.

1) Teasource.
This place rocks.
There’s not much I enjoy more on a windy fall day than a hot cup of tea. They have a large selection of decaf, too. My favorite! This place is cheaper than Teavana (located at the Mall of America), has a much larger selection, and it’s closer to my house!
I bought a two ounce tin of the “Evening in Missoula” tea and can’t wait to try my first cup tonight! It’s the most popular tea sold in the store.

2) Jersey Mike’s Subs
I’m addicted to this place.
The service sucks and the staff are either lazy, borderline rude, or both - but I keep going back!
Twice I’ve been there and had an awful experience. Once, I was there 15 minutes before closing time and they’d already shut down the grill. Then recently I was there at 7:20 on a night that they were supposed to close at 8:00. All of the stools were up and one of the employees was mopping the store. Not exactly an inviting environment. I hadn’t been there in well over a month - until tonight. Delicious!

3) Pop!
I was wrong about Pop! I tried to go there back in June, just after I moved to NE and the place was packed. I checked out the menu and everything seemed SO OVERPRICED! I was convinced to give the place another try after I read a local blog’s review of the joint - full of praise. I was not disappointed. The prices were *much* more reasonable, and the food was unbelievably tasty. I’m not sure if they’ve got a rotating menu there or what. My server was very pleasant, the food was crazy delicious (I had the special, and split a HUGE cheese fondue appetizer with a friend). I’d recommend it to everyone. It’s a taste sensation!

(the first two are on the border of NE/Saint Anthony Village, and for my money - it’s close enough to call ‘em NE businesses)

I’m off to nurse my cold and watch more Asian horror flicks that my coworker lent to me. Never a dull moment in the house ‘o sassy, I tell you what!

I had a busy day of shopping which included, but was not limited to:

* overhearing an exasperated mother cry out, “There are no kids shoes in ‘the cities!’ I have to go to Rochester to buy shoes for my kids!”
Note: Almost everyone I’ve met who grew up and/or lives outside of the twin cities (and has never lived within city limits), calls Minneapolis/St. Paul “the cities.” It grates on me.
*purchasing two pairs of shoes for just over $50 - not bad! Macy’s is having a good-sized shoe clearance sale - and if you buy two pairs of shoes, you get an extra 20% off your entire purchase.
*purchasing a handbag for 1/2 price (or less - I’m not sure of the exact percentage) at the Urban Junket Sample Sale, which continues tomorrow. I’d recommend it. Cool bags, reasonable discounts - I was tipped off to the sale via Girl Friday. Plus the wine-drinking women who helped me pick out my bag were pretty hilarious. Maybe all heterosexual women are like that? I don’t get out much. ;)

I also went to Crescent Moon for the first time and purchased a “Fruit Smoothie” (the only flavor is mango) and some pistachio baklava. The smoothie was tasty and the baklava was heavenly and light - not thick and chewy like some I’ve had in the past. I’d like to go back there for dinner sometime - I’ve never had Afghani food and their menu is definitely intriguing.

Good morning!
Is it a bad thing to dream about blogging? Because I did last night.
I blame it on spending time with my attraction-twin (I have got to find a better term for it), Reanne.

I dreamt that I was writing a blog post about local quirks. Or, local things that I have strong feelings toward. It was picked up by either metroblogging mpls. or mnspeak and picked as one of the local links of the day. Dorky to the max! I’ll admit it, I’m a little embarrassed and not sure why I just wrote that for all to see.

Dear Hedy, I wish your blog was not locked. It is very sad-making.

Dear 331club:
Thanks for hosting trivia last night! I had all kinds of fun and still love you even though you wouldn’t give me a 1/2 price bottle of wine at 9:01pm!
My team placed 2nd which was all kinds of awesome - hooray for having a mixed bag of folks on the team who know really obscure things about music, cartoons, and politics - among other things.

Hey, Minneapolis - I’m glad to be home!

*link

Are you ok? If you know me, you’re in the twin cities and you’re reading this, please let me know that you’re okay.

Phone lines are all tied up in the area and I’m freaking out.

That is right by my house and I drive on it EVERY DAY - I was actually supposed to be on it tonight, around the time that it collapsed but I was running late. My God.

I just started crying on the phone with a dear friend. This is so scary.

I spent an hour or so last night looking through wordpress themes on multiple websites in an effort to spruce up my blog. No luck. I mean, COME ON! My “about” photo is 3 years old and I’m totally over this background. Humph. Perhaps I’m too picky? Perhaps.

Any-hoo, on to the foodstuffs.

Earlier this week, I had the pleasure of dining at Bonnie’s Cafe, and was waited on by none other than Bonnie herself! The woman is all sweetness and light with an extra cup of smiles and sunshine tossed in for good measure. The food is also super tasty! I ordered the 2X2X2, which comes with french toast (2 slices), 2 eggs, 2 strips of bacon or sausage links, and hashbrowns. I gave the meat away to my dining companion, drooled to the max over the best french toast I’ve had in quite a while (though, to be honest, I am not a connoisseur), and my tummy thanked me for such a tasty, tasty breakfast.

I loved Bonnie’s - it has the look and feel of a small-town diner, nearly small-town prices, on the edge of St. Paul and Minneapolis.
Also, Bonnie’s opens at FOUR A.M. - they had a killer 4-6am breakfast special, too. I have no idea why I’d ever be up for going out to breakfast at that hour, but if I am, you bet your hot ass I’ll be taking myself to Bonnie’s.

Less fortunately, I ate dinner at Pi and was extremely sick afterwords. On Thursdays they have “all you can eat tacos,” so naturally I ordered tofu tacos. I only ate one plate of them (two gigundo tacos), and for what it’s worth I do remember remarking that the rice “tasted funny.” It was chewy and had a strange consistency, so I didn’t eat much of it. Now, I don’t want to diss Pi, because in theory and most of the time in practice, I really dig the joint, but I am afraid we have an abusive relationship - Pi hit me right where it hurts - in the gut! Oof!