Our Minimoon in Stillwater

Folks have been asking about our honeymoon.

Truth is, we didn't really have a honeymoon, yo.
We're waiting until the frigid winter hits, and then we're heading to the Bahamas. Major.

Instead, we had a minimoon! 3 days and 2 nights in Stillwater, MN.
There are scads of places outside of the Twin Cities I haven't explored yet. Stillwater was a first for me.

It was pretty much a last minute decision. A colleague recommended a getaway there the Wednesday before our wedding, and we headed there the Monday after the wedding.

We packed one backpack, strapped it to the back of the motorcycle and headed off to Stillwater on a sunny July afternoon. The weather was brilliant. So was the smoochin.

Highlights:
Riding the motorcycle over the lift bridge
Our cRaZy decked out "vault suite" at the Water Street Inn
Nacho Mama's nachos and big drinks
Sampling Schell's Freight House Pilsner, brewed exclusively for the Freight House Restaurant.

I wore green the whole time to celebrate my newly gained Irish heritage.

Check out our pics from our minimoon.

[where: 55406]

Reetsy Reviews: Batter Blaster

On a sunny weekend morning in June at a cabin in Amery, WI, we finally did it.

We. Rokked. Batter Blaster.

What is Batter Blaster?

"With its unique, pressurized, patent pending process, Batter Blaster™ makes organic light and fluffy pancakes and light and crisp waffles in minutes! And while breakfast is the most important meal of the day, it’s also the most skipped meal. Batter Blaster is fast, easy and fun for the whole family. Batter Blaster makes breakfast a blast!"

Could batter blaster be the ultimate cure for cabin hangovers??

gerg found the Batter Blaster during an all important brat bun run to a grocery store in Amery, WI. He immediately grabbed the can and said, "Let's make Batter Blaster for breakfast tomorrow!!"

Batter Blaster doesn't blast dawg; it oozes out of the can, like Cheez Whiz.

Gerg discovered that it's better to swirl the batter blaster in circles for optimal evenness. Note the butter. You must butter your pan.

He even added blueberries!

They were totally A BLAST!!

Actually, they totally tasted like prepackaged pancakes. They were edible and crucial for people who might have had too much crunk juice on da boat the day before. *wink* However, we all concurred that while it's rad that it's organic, it's a total waste of packaging. We were trying to decide if the packaging defeated the purpose of it being organic, but we got distracted by trashy magazines.

Check out this video of Batter Blaster oozing in action!

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Originally uploaded by gergistheword

[where: Amery, Wisconsin, Batter Blaster]

Dilly Bar Showdown

I used this French Barre Dilly box in honor of Bastille Day.

I'm wild for Heath Dilly Bars, and I can imagine how I would defend the honor of a Heath Dilly Bar to a Cherry loving so-and-so.

So I'd like to see where you all stand. Which Dilly Bar reigns supreme?


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Dirty Feet, Done Dirt Cheap

Sometimes I don't pay attention to where I'm going. Taking pics of my feet helps me remember where I've stood, sat, danced, walked, jammed, etc.

I made this flickr set to bring together my various foot photos.

I'm gonna geotag all of them eventually.

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Robot Nightlife

We now have two household robots!!!!

This one helps out in the kitchen by entertaining the ladies:



And this new one lights up those late nights in Longfellow:


Thanks for the fun wedding robot nightlight, Mr and Mrs Tricycle!


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Here's To Me, Mrs. Flanagan....

I've been absent from this blog cuz gerg and I totally got married, and we've been honeymooning! I'm back in full effect with a new last name.

Our wedding photos by the pros haven't arrived yet, but some friends and family took some pics and sent them.

My dad totally made me cry as soon as I started walking down the aisle. I had to look at the floor because everyone I looked at made me cry. I said to my dad, "Dad! I'm totally crying and I haven't even walked down the aisle yet!!"


For the record, I sobbed like a baby through the entire ceremony. I cried and cried and cried. Gerg thought it was cute. I thought it was amateurish, but then again, I've never gotten married before. Unfortunately, all of the photos of me from the ceremony and shortly thereafter are not fun cuz my face looks like a giant tomato. Of course, Gerg looks adorable, as usual.

People liked my polka dotted dress, which made me happy. The Betsey Johnsons almost killed my feet, so I slipped into my reliable pink satin pumps that I love so much for the remainder of the reception.

Apparently, the food was good. Gerg and I forgot to eat anything, aside from wedding cake, bacon wrapped water chestnuts, and celery sticks.

We had a blast. Scads of family and friends made the trip to the Heidel House Resort, and we made merry.




I'm officially a Flanagan. WORD.

The candid photos in this set from our wedding were taken by countless friends and family. 10 disposable cameras were available for people to capture images for us as well.

Post Script: We'll post the official photos to our official joint website: http://www.gregandmarieflanagan.com/

[where: 55406]

Bring Back 80's Speed Metal

Sometimes, when it's 5 days before your wedding, and you're a TAD stressed out, a friend sends you something that TOTALLY F-ING RULES.


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The Perfect Wedding Gift

Just in case there's someone out there who wants to share in our wedding day magic by donating a non-refundable gift, here's something that would do the trick: a wheel of Beemster Classic.



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Wedding Spoiler: The Wedding Rings

First, I spoiled the handbag.
Next, I spoiled the shoes.
Then, I spoiled the orgy.

10 days until we're hitched, and I'm about to spoil the rings.

Possibly the most enduring memento of the occasion (besides our marriage) will be our wedding rings, which is why we wanted something cool enough to wear forever. We're pleased as punch with the design of our rings. Therefore, I'm going to SPOIL the rings with this blog post.

Fortunately, some friends were able to recommend Studio Vincent at Gaviidae Commons. We headed there on a breezy Saturday morning in March to select our rings.

THE GROOM'S RING
For his wedding ring, gerg selectged this piece by Patrick Malotki who interned at Muerrle & Heckler. Gerg was fascinated by the goofy joinery demonstrated in the ring. Being a handyfixitdude, gerg appreciates these kinds of details, and the joinery gives a nod to his woodworking sensibilities and the woodworking sensibilities of his father.

FOR DA BRIDE (c'est moi!)


Mine ring is by the amazing Niessing company out of Germany. I was charmed by the floating diamonds in this "Runway Ring." The channel in the ring has a wikked awesome feature; the cognac diamond physically glides through the channel, as though it was floating up and down the runway. Additionally, the cognac colored diamond matches my hair. WORD.

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Fuzzy Mold? Pretty Pony Poop? Angel Droppings?

Check out the snowstorm we had at our house this June.

KIDDING, but seriously what's with all the white fluff floating in the air in our neighborhood recently?

Have Pretty Ponies taken over our skies and started crapping mid flight?

I keep thinking it must be cottonwood, but how can the few cottonwood trees in our neighborhood produce this much fluff?

It's been extreme - so much so that the other day that I got spooked by it, and didn't want to eat on the deck. The angel turds kept falling in my food!

Seriously, my flowerbeds are coated in it to the point where they looked like they're covered in fuzzy mold.



[where: 55406]