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A Half Missing Sunday

Unfortunately the photos on Scott's camera were accidentally erased so were left with the few photos I took this day.

I take the blame for this half post. I handed Emma my memory card the day of our wedding, not thinking to tell her she shouldn't format the memory card. We've also been having computer issues/got married/been busy so we're behind...again. 

 Scott had to work at 7 am this morning and was long gone by the time I woke up. Peanut has his usual spots that he sleeps. Today I couldn't find him and thought maybe he had gotten outside when Scott left for work. Then I discovered him hanging out on the shelf. 

His favorite hobby in the winter is hanging out in the bathtub waiting for someone to turn the water on so he can lick it.

He has some kind of sixth sense that tells him we're going to be in the bathroom. Of course we do oblige him by turning the faucet on for him for a few seconds.

For breakfast I believe am pretty certain I had oatmeal. I then headed to the farmers market to pick up a few items. I got to take the new bike lanes on Emerson Avenue.

These bike lanes have been coming soon for at least the past year. The major north-south bike routes were the river/North 2nd St or Theodore Wirth/Victory Parkways, which are on the opposite sides of North Minneapolis.  It's a treat to have a centrally located north/south route and not feel like  you're going get knocked off the road.

I'm still in awe at how much produce you can still get this time of year. I ended up getting potatoes, garlic, onions, broccoli, and lettuce.

This is the last of our tomatoes this year. Next year I will try to start the seeds earlier so I end up with more throughout the summer and, hopefully, try at canning. 

Unusually warm weather has allowed my jalapenos to grow. 

Scott had taken down the little fence surrounding the garden and something or someone ate all our carrots.

Who knew that the fence actually kept animals out? Peanut always seems to traipse right in.

I don't remember what I had for lunch. Then I did some cleaning until Scott came home around 3. 

We stopped by CVS to pick up photos we wanted printed for the wedding. Apparently this is the only store that doesn't do photo printing.

Actually there machine is just down, but it was not convenient for us.

We then spent most of the afternoon preparing dinner. We had roasted butternut squash ravioli with a brown butter sauce. We also enjoyed a bottle of wine and long conversations.

That's what I call love.

Next post: Our Wedding!

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