dance dance dance

Having troubles telling how I feel
But I can dance, dance dance
Couldn't possibly tell you how I mean
But I can dance, dance, dance
So when I trip on my feet
Look at the beat
The words are, written in the sand
When I'm shaking my hips
Look for the swing
The words are, written in the air

Dance
I was a dancer all alone
Dance, dance, dance
Words can never make up for what you do

Easy conversations, there's no such thing
No I'm shy, shy, shy
My hips they lie 'cause in reality I'm shy, shy, shy
But when I trip on my feet
Look at the ground
The words are, written in the dust
When I'm shaking my hips
Look for the swing
The words are written in the air

Dance
I was a dancer all along
Dance, dance, dance
Words can never make up for what you do
Dance, dance, dance

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(This is sort of a repeat post but I really don't know if I will ever tire of this song. Plus, Bon Iver.)

back to school

Jess and I took first day of school snaps in our new place. I like our funny apartment a lot.

This is Erin's cat Bingley. I kitten-sat one evening and it was soo fun, but I am also glad I do not have to take care of this little pal all the time. He is very rambunctious. Will forgets his name and calls him Bisquick.

This is my breakfast from some day a few weeks ago. I just wanted to prove that (so far) I have been capable of feeding myself.

This is part of our living room. Most of the furniture was left behind. I love that green chair sooo much.

Snacktime. I bought tons of grapes on sale at the supermarket and we were never going to eat them all so we put some in the freezer to eat like little popsicles. Being a pretend adult is fun.

Arts and friends

John and Katy and I had a fun lunch at John's new abode and then wandered around his neighborhood. We saw fingerpaintings at the Minneapolis Institute of Art. I really liked the display of old Chinese cricket-carrying cases. Pet crickets! If John and Katy and I ever start a band I'd like to call it Pet Crickets.





I made John pose in front of his school sign. I think he thinks you shouldn't have to do that when you're a grad student, but I obviously didn't agree. Sorry JB.



I am so glad so many of my pals are ending up in Minneapolis.

State Fair

Will and I went to the State Fair as soon as I got back from Delhi again. It was a good re-introduction to America.

Miracle of Life Birthing Center





Fair Foods





Midway (Carnie games and funhouses and spinning rides!)



Jukebox Funhouse





Das Cuckoo Haus














Another stereotype Haus!



We decided to try to take pictures of all of the things that remind us of our friends. Tim got the bacon. Kath got this weird superstrong woman ride:



More rides



The blue ribbon scarecrow?



THIS SHOULD HAVE WON:



Seed art









Fried food!



Competition bunny (Aja's snap)



4 H



These sheep are for you, Kathryn.



This was the most photogenic being at the Fair.



Take my picture?

Pyrex (and friends)

I thrifted and photographed this dishware back in March and then never posted about it. I should’ve scrubbed it all and cleaned up the scuffs before photographing, but I was really eager to take pictures of pretty things. This entry is mostly for Ali.

This might be my favorite pyrex piece. Divided 1 ½ quart ovenware.

I would like this little one better if the cover wasn’t plastic, but it’s still very cute.

These next two had been split up on the Goodwill shelves, but I think might’ve belonged to the same lady at some point. A lot of what I found there had metallic blue marker on the bottom—probably initials to identify dishes for after potlucks, or maybe from a family garage sale or something like that?

Two mixing bowls, one with a handy spout for pouring.

These next few aren’t Pyrex, but I think they’re awfully pretty:

Anchor Hocking Fire King casserole dishes.

I think this one is Fire King, too. It needs to be cleaned up. I really like the glass cover.