Christmas in the City of Lakes
Well, seeing as my last post covered Thanksgiving, it is only appropriate that this one covers that oft forgot little Christian celebration called Christmas. I've written too much in the last 24 hours to still be interesting, and, since I may have forgotten a camera during the entirety of the last weekend, shamelessly stolen photographs will have to suffice.
First up:
Friday night in the City of Frozen Lakes.
Having decided to shelve a downtown trip on Tuesday due to the -8 degree weather, the Swedish Gopher and I chose to attend the annual Minneapolis Holidazzle parade on a balmy 5 degree Friday night. After starting the night off with some awesome $5 valet parking (with a valet who actually didn't make fun of my car), we caught most of the show. Here's what it would have looked like, had I remembered my camera:
These insane people get out there and put on a parade 5 days a week through downtown Minneapolis for a whole month. They clearly put a lot of work into it, the crowd was pleased, and I have to say that it was very well done.
Then we lost feeling in our toes.
So we went into the Dayton's (*ahem* "Marshall Field's") store to check out the annual Christmas exhibit. It was like being in Disneyworld all over again! Interestingly, I haven't been to the big exhibit since the Polar Express was there. Turns out that was in 1987. I remember the Veleveteen Rabbit exhibit, too: That was 1985. I am ancient. If you don't know, this display is akin to the window displays in Chicago, etc. (And is actually copied in Chicago), but is a walk-through exhibit: Like "Small World" with no boats. Again, impressive work... and impressive line that we managed to avoid by strategically departing the parade early. That was totally the reason we left. Here's what the poster would have looked like, had you been here. Want to see the inside? I'll pick you up at MSP.
The next day came pretty early. The boiler (I presume) in my building freaked out and it sounded like a 2 ton front end loader was idling in my apt all weekend. Emily came up to take care of some paperwork and that evening we ROCKed and hit up Bullwinkles on 7 corners. Why 7 corners? Because there are 7 corners there. Duh. It was insane crazy, crazy insane. Check out a picture of the crazy insaneness.
And, in the spirit of it all, this is what I live with:
PA System: "Rudolph the red nosed rei--"
Me: "Heh, heh... Merry Christmas"
Them: "Oh. That's a Christmas song?"
Me: "Yes."
EDIT: Ah, HA! I found more pictures to steal... well... one picture. Here 'tis. Inquisitive? Apparently.
First up:
Friday night in the City of Frozen Lakes.
Having decided to shelve a downtown trip on Tuesday due to the -8 degree weather, the Swedish Gopher and I chose to attend the annual Minneapolis Holidazzle parade on a balmy 5 degree Friday night. After starting the night off with some awesome $5 valet parking (with a valet who actually didn't make fun of my car), we caught most of the show. Here's what it would have looked like, had I remembered my camera:
These insane people get out there and put on a parade 5 days a week through downtown Minneapolis for a whole month. They clearly put a lot of work into it, the crowd was pleased, and I have to say that it was very well done.
Then we lost feeling in our toes.
So we went into the Dayton's (*ahem* "Marshall Field's") store to check out the annual Christmas exhibit. It was like being in Disneyworld all over again! Interestingly, I haven't been to the big exhibit since the Polar Express was there. Turns out that was in 1987. I remember the Veleveteen Rabbit exhibit, too: That was 1985. I am ancient. If you don't know, this display is akin to the window displays in Chicago, etc. (And is actually copied in Chicago), but is a walk-through exhibit: Like "Small World" with no boats. Again, impressive work... and impressive line that we managed to avoid by strategically departing the parade early. That was totally the reason we left. Here's what the poster would have looked like, had you been here. Want to see the inside? I'll pick you up at MSP.
The next day came pretty early. The boiler (I presume) in my building freaked out and it sounded like a 2 ton front end loader was idling in my apt all weekend. Emily came up to take care of some paperwork and that evening we ROCKed and hit up Bullwinkles on 7 corners. Why 7 corners? Because there are 7 corners there. Duh. It was insane crazy, crazy insane. Check out a picture of the crazy insaneness.
And, in the spirit of it all, this is what I live with:
PA System: "Rudolph the red nosed rei--"
Me: "Heh, heh... Merry Christmas"
Them: "Oh. That's a Christmas song?"
Me: "Yes."
EDIT: Ah, HA! I found more pictures to steal... well... one picture. Here 'tis. Inquisitive? Apparently.
Bundle up, it's a tad bit nippy out there. HA HA HA HA HA HA. GET IT? CAUSE YOUR NAME IS NIPS.
I'm hilarious.
It's cold.
Be ready for the storm.
Posted by
Emily |
8:14 PM
Rockin' it out. Ohhh, I was miserable when it dropped to the 20s here. I can't even imagine what it's like in Minn. I think I'll visit in the summer.
Posted by
Lizett! |
12:08 AM
Define "surreal": performing a Christmas concert when it's 80ยบ outside.
Life is tough.
Posted by
Goat |
1:19 PM